His palm rapidly expanded, erupting with dazzling golden light.
This strike carried a trace of an aura that made even the Life Goddess tremble in spirit. She was horrified, unable to put up any resistance at all.
With a bang, the palm strike completely engulfed her.
Jiang Chen showed no tenderness toward her voluptuous, alluring body. She sprayed blood as she flew away, plowing a deep furrow across the ground.
Everyone was stunned. How were they supposed to fight someone this fierce?
"So the people of the God Realm are all this fragile?" Jiang Chen mocked loudly.
He was rather surprised himself. He had immersed himself in cultivation for more than a decade and was not quite sure just how far his combat strength had reached.
He had not expected even the enforcers to be so weak, unable to withstand a single palm strike from him.
"Capture the Rakshasa God! They're in league with each other! The Rakshasa God seduced Jiang Chen and plotted to murder her old lover, the Asura God!" the High Priest shouted from behind the gathered gods.
No one despised his actions. After all, everyone knew that he was merely a god capable of prophecy, with little combat power.
The moment the High Priest spoke, someone immediately made a move.
There were quite a few first-class gods present. Just as Jiang Chen sent the Life Goddess flying, the Rakshasa God had already been subdued.
Jiang Chen's face darkened. The killing intent in his chest showed signs of breaking free from his restraint, making him want to launch into a massacre.
"Jiang Chen, don't worry about me. They wouldn't dare do anything to me. Hurry and capture the High Priest!" the Rakshasa God shouted.
At that moment, her divine power had been sealed, and she had completely