It was no wonder Chen Zhongqi was momentarily speechless. The scene just now had simply been too shocking.
So many Bodhisattvas, Dao Masters, and Arhats had actually failed to hold back the Daoist before him.
They could only watch helplessly as the Daoist came and went at will, as though no one stood in his way. Even during their pursuit, he had easily killed a Dao Master comparable to a Bodhisattva right before their eyes.
In a mere dozen or so breaths, he had practically beaten every last shred of courage out of them.
Yet if Chen Zhongqi put himself in his place, he felt that his head would probably have parted from his body the moment they first surrounded and attacked him.
Though inwardly at a loss for words, Chen Zhongqi remembered that he was representing the Cloud-Heaven Realm. He hurriedly raised his hands in greeting, a trace of respect in his voice:
"Chen Zhongqi of the Cloud-Heaven Sect. I have come on the Headmaster True Person's orders to receive you, Daoist Taiyi. We should not linger here. Please enter the realm with me."
Admiration appeared on Wang Ba's face, and he gladly replied:
"I have long heard of the Cloud-Heaven Sect's great name and yearned to visit. I could ask for nothing better."
A smile rose on Chen Zhongqi's face:
"Please."
"Please."
As they spoke, Wang Ba seemed to sense something. His smile abruptly vanished, and his expression darkened:
"Watch out!"
With a wave of his hand, he pushed Chen Zhongqi and the others far away.
At the same moment, the phantom body of a fierce giant bird suddenly rose behind him. With a clear cry and a flash of azure light, it beat its wings and shot away!
His figure flashed into the distance in an instant,