Li Xuanfeng's pupils contracted. Just as he was about to defend himself with Divine Intent, a fair-skinned hand suddenly pressed against Ruan Duansheng's face.
With a thunderous crash, the previously overbearing Ruan Duansheng was slammed viciously into the ground. The force was so great that the surrounding ground sank hundreds of meters.
Everyone saw Yun Che, wearing the Gluttony Mask, silver winged armor, and a blue-patterned coat, standing before Li Xuanfeng. No one knew when he had appeared.
Yun Che's hand, clad in a Black Jade Spider-Silk Fist Glove, gripped Ruan Duansheng's face tightly and slowly lifted him from the ground. No matter how wildly Ruan Duansheng kicked and flailed, it was useless.
"You arrogant old bastard! I'll be your opponent now!"
Before Yun Che finished speaking, the Divine Power within him erupted without restraint. The Gluttony Mask radiated a dark glow, his silver armor stirred without any wind, his blue-patterned coat snapped, and his red-tipped silver hair flew.
His arm suddenly exerted force, smashing Ruan Duansheng into the ground again. Another deafening crash rang out, and cracks spread across the ground like a spiderweb.
Despite wearing dark gold battle armor, Ruan Duansheng was shaken so badly that his blood churned. A trace of disbelief flashed through his scarlet eyes.
He struggled to rise, only to find Yun Che's hand as immovable as an iron clamp. Terrifying force continuously surged from Yun Che's palm, making this Lower Deity feel a pressure he had not experienced in a long time.
"You... who exactly are you?"
Ruan Duansheng's voice was hoarse. He could feel that the power contained in that hand far exceeded the Spirit God realm and even vaguely threatened to surpass his own.
A faint smile curled Yun Che's lips, but he did not answer. Dense lightning gathered in his