"Damn it, damn it!"
"How could this happen?!"
Spiritual power surged throughout Cang Tian's body as he activated his Purple-Blood Overlord Body. It was a supreme Dao Body with terrifying power.
In the past, no matter what opponent he faced, once he activated this Dao Body, he could suppress even a supreme supreme.
But today, his Dao Body had failed him!
No matter how he activated his Purple-Blood Overlord Body or channeled his spiritual power, he could not budge the giant golden hand in the slightest.
"Even your clan's Saint wouldn't dare speak to me like that. Yet a mere Young Emperor like you dares spout such arrogant nonsense before me?!"
Chu Kuangren spoke indifferently.
"Chu Kuangren, let me go!"
"Let you go? Certainly."
Chu Kuangren casually waved his hand. The giant golden hand swung, flinging Cang Tian away like a pebble.
Cang Tian hurtled backward like a cannonball, stirring up wave after wave of air. He tried to channel his spiritual power to steady himself, only to discover that the immense force acting upon him was far too terrifying!
No matter what he did, he could not escape its effects.
Just as he was about to smash into the arena wall and have his body shattered to pieces, a gentle force suddenly formed a cushion of air behind him, catching him securely.
"Fellow Daoist Chu, wasn't that a little too ruthless?"
A man's voice suddenly rang out from the void.
"Oh? That voice sounds a little familiar."
Chu Kuangren stroked his chin in thought for a moment, then said in realization, "The man who severed his own arm in Qingshuang Valley that day."
"You..."
The voice sounded somewhat angry, but before he could finish, Chu Kuangren raised his hand and struck the void with a fierce palm blow.
Boom!