Caiyi had not gone with him to the sea region beyond the Cold Water Belt, so she could not help him now.
This was the perfect chance to see exactly where the gap lay between him and the Spirit Disk Stage.
To him, this was a bold attempt. But to Wu Fan, it was not. At that moment, Wu Fan seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world and immediately burst into derisive laughter.
"Hahaha, how amusing!" Wu Fan threw back his head and laughed. "Yang Chen, have you gone mad? You want to kill me? With what?"
Yang Chen wasted no words. In an instant, he released the Thunder God, condensed the Lightning Giant before him, and, wielding a thunder sword, seized the initiative and attacked Wu Fan first.
The moment Wu Fan saw the Lightning Giant appear, he was greatly startled. Before Yang Chen made a move, he had not known. But now that Yang Chen had acted, he was truly frightened.
The power displayed by this Lightning Giant was indeed astonishing.
Though inwardly shocked, Wu Fan gave a cold snort. He refused to believe that he, a dignified Great Emperor expert of the Spirit Disk Stage, could not defeat Yang Chen, a mere half-step Spirit Disk Stage cultivator.
Though they were separated by only half a step, that half-step was the difference between heaven and earth.
"Die for me!" Wu Fan waved a hand, and howling gales immediately formed into a massive palm seal.
The instant that palm seal appeared, it smashed heavily into the Lightning Giant's body.
Yang Chen controlled the Lightning Giant, gripping the thunder sword as he slashed at the wind palm in an instant.
For a time, turbulent currents surged within the wind palm, directly transforming into a storm that swept