Right now, in Yang Chen's hands, Lin Feiyu was like a dead dog, utterly crushed, with no strength left to contend.
The power he had been so proud of had been shattered to pieces by Yang Chen in every respect.
Yang Chen was better than him.
Lin Feiyu was shocked, panicked, and afraid!
Having been so ruthlessly subdued by Yang Chen and pinned to the ground, he no longer possessed his initial arrogance and disdain. At first, he truly had not considered Yang Chen worth anything, seeing him as an ordinary nobody—no, as an ant.
But now, he had no choice but to take Yang Chen seriously.
Because his strength was simply inferior to Yang Chen's.
"Lin Feiyu lost."
"This is far too unbelievable. There's actually such a formidable figure in the Sacred Domain. How could someone like him have kept such a low profile all these years?"
"Could he be the Sacred Domain's trump card, some transcendent genius secretly nurtured by them?"
"That's possible too. The Sacred Domain has declined for so many years and has indeed kept far too low a profile, with hardly any major moves. It's impossible to say they have no ambitions whatsoever. Perhaps they truly did secretly nurture such a transcendent genius."
As everyone thought this, waves of shock surged through their hearts!
Yang Chen, meanwhile, stared unblinkingly at Lin Feiyu, making Lin Feiyu burn with humiliation and rage as he roared in a low voice, "Yang Chen, you dare kill me?"
Hearing this, Yang Chen sneered. "You think I'm trying to scare you?"
As soon as he spoke, Yang Chen's Dao Intent descended like a great mountain falling from the heavens, crashing down as though it would grind Lin Feiyu's body to dust!
Feeling such terrifying power, Lin Feiyu was panic-stricken. Trembling all