Half of Duan Zhengde's body had already entered Heaven Gate.
Just half a step more, and he would have entered the Heavenly Realm!
Yet at that critical instant, Lu Chen kicked him flying.
"Lu Chen, I'll tear you into ten thousand pieces and imprison your divine soul in the Nine Netherworlds, where the Nine Netherworld Flame will torment it day and night! You'll be unable to live or die!"
Duan Zhengde lunged at Lu Chen, his face twisted with rage.
Thud!
The next instant, a dull impact rang out.
Duan Zhengde abruptly stopped, his entire body frozen as though someone had cast an Immobility Spell on him.
Ming Xi and Feng Liuli were dumbfounded by the sight.
Someone stood right in front of Duan Zhengde.
That person's right fist was currently making the most intimate contact with Duan Zhengde's fat face.
The punch had caved in his entire face.
And the owner of that fist was none other than Lu Chen.
Lu Chen chuckled, unleashing the force of his punch.
Duan Zhengde was blasted away at once, vanishing beyond the horizon in an instant.
"He sent a Heavenly Venerable flying with one punch?"
Ming Xi murmured.
"He's too powerful..."
Feng Liuli could hardly believe her eyes.
No one knew better than she did how powerful Duan Zhengde was.
Before an ancient relic like Duan Zhengde, she and Ming Xi were nothing but ants.
Yet now, Lu Chen had sent him flying with ease.
Lu Chen dusted off his hands. In his eyes, Duan Zhengde was nothing more than a ball to knock around.
"Roar!"
An earth-shaking roar came from the distance.
Violent waves of power surged toward them from afar.
All of heaven and earth trembled.
An enormous figure rose from the ground.
His head touched the sky, his feet