On the Verge of Eruption

The burly man dressed as a general and wielding a great spear was also a renowned figure on Hanging Mountain. His name was Chen Tuan, and his combat prowess was astonishing. He was a Late Celestial Immortal expert, and the Violetgold Long Spear in his hand radiated an immense spear aura. He had once pierced a Late Celestial Immortal ferocious beast clean through with a single thrust.

He was also an exceptionally fierce ruthless fighter.

Chen Tuan glanced at Lin Yan and said gravely, "Lin Yan, this will be the only time. If it fails, don't struggle any further."

Lin Yan nodded slightly. "As long as the deal continues, I'll take concrete action for you to see. I'll have to trouble you to put in more effort, Fellow Daoist Chen."

Chen Tuan's expression remained solemn, as though he had not heard Lin Yan's words. Lin Yan was not angered by this; having known him for years, he seemed to understand his temperament.

The eighteen Celestial Immortals behind him remained equally imposing. The force they formed faced off from afar against the force formed by Zheng Jie and the others, the two sides locked in fierce confrontation, swords drawn and bows bent.

In an instant, everyone realized that this was the most dangerous battle since Hanging Mountain had known peace. Once fighting erupted, this fuse would completely ignite all of Hanging Mountain.

Other than a few people, everyone present felt the urge to retreat. Yet no one dared to leave. Anyone who had come this far understood perfectly well what sort of situation they were facing.

If even one person from their side dared to flee, those remaining would fix them with their stares, hold them back, and kill them!

It was like a supervising force, only even crueler among transcendent