Ye Chen was furious. He could no longer care that his identity might be exposed. His black robe rustled loudly, and with one step, he appeared directly in front of Luo Jun.
"What a tough guy. I was just wondering how to deal with you, and here you show up in front of me looking for death. That's rare, rest assured you can die in peace."
Luo Jun sneered venomously, his hand pulsing with the Luotian Divine Wheel as he struck out, unleashing layer upon layer of Divine Light and Dao Traces, bombarding forward, shaking the entire Military Merit Hall to its core.
Such a strike would have turned even a regular Divinity Transformation Realm expert to ash, never to exist again.
But alas, his opponent was Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's face was unwavering as he struck out with his palm, as if an immortal Heavenly Stele, his fingers and palm overflowed with interwoven Dao Traces, directly clashing hard against the Luotian Treasure Wheel.
