Daoist Bai Xing was completely frantic.
What was Yang Chen trying to do? Why was he not coming back?
Daoist Bai Xing could not puzzle it out no matter how he thought about it. The current situation was simply perilous beyond measure for Yang Chen, with no path to survival at all!
"Yang Chen!" Daoist Bai Xing shouted.
Fu Xuanming was just as anxious, utterly unable to understand what Yang Chen was thinking.
Yang Chen did not look like someone slow-witted. He should have been able to guess just how dangerous the situation was. As long as he returned, everything would be safe and sound, yet he insisted on staying behind?
No one knew what Yang Chen intended to do.
Only Yang Chen himself calmly watched the scene ahead.
A full seven Enlightenment Stage experts surged forward at once, surrounding him.
The other Enlightenment Stage experts did not make a move, evidently believing that seven people were already enough to deal with him.
This made the corners of Yang Chen's lips curl upward into an extremely mocking smile.
Were a mere seven people enough to make him, Yang Chen, admit defeat?
Absurd. Ridiculous!
Yang Chen clenched his fists. Whenever he recalled the tragic sight of Daoist Qiangong dying at these people's hands, grief surged within him, unbearable.
He had sworn to take revenge, to unleash a slaughter.
Now, with the Cunxue Divine Spear in hand, Yang Chen looked coldly ahead, his calm gaze carrying killing intent that made hearts tremble.
Then, Yang Chen unleashed his Primal Dao Intent.
A Dao King-level Dao Intent instantly surged forth, covering half the battlefield.
Among the seven Enlightenment Stage experts were Dao Kings and Dao Lords. Four were elites of the Earth Fire Clan, while the other three were helpers from the Sea King