At this thought, Yang Chen no longer held back.
For him, suppressing these Merfolk race members was as easy as turning over his hand.
The instant the thought crossed his mind, a thunderous boom rang out. Phantom giants formed from Intent appeared out of thin air and instantly came crashing down to suppress those below.
These phantom giants stood a full thousand zhang tall, born across the entire seabed. When a single palm came down, it carried the force of overturning rivers and seas, leaving all the Merfolk race members staring dumbfounded.
The Merfolk men in particular were thrown into panic. They had never imagined Yang Chen would be so powerful, able to suppress them with a mere turn of his hand.
They wanted to resist, but when that power truly poured down upon them, nothing remained in their hearts but spreading terror.
They had no strength to resist. The disparity in power was simply too vast.
"How could he be so strong?"
"Who exactly is this person?"
"A human expert of the Enlightenment Stage—we can't fight him."
As the Merfolk men thought this, some began to regret not speaking properly with Yang Chen from the start.
Now, Yang Chen's palm came directly crashing down. It was a suppressive strike infused with Dao Intent—how could these mere True God Stage Merfolk race members possibly resist Yang Chen's methods?
In the blink of an eye, everything settled down.
The Merfolk race members who had initially been arrogant and overbearing all fell silent, honestly pinned down beneath Yang Chen's hand.
Seeing these Merfolk men become utterly quiet, Yang Chen knew that sometimes, absolute power could indeed serve a purpose.
Just like now.
"Now, can you quietly listen to me explain what is going on?" Yang Chen asked expressionlessly.
The Merfolk men still