“What are you doing?!”0

The disciples all shouted out, with some roaring fiercely. Even the female disciples from the Heavenly Magnificence Palace of Learning were taken aback. Over the years, no one had ever dared to attack anyone from the Heavenly Magnificence Palace of Learning, let alone their white-robe master.0

“Brat, you are courting death!” the white-robe master shouted, unleashing a palm strike toward Yan Li’s throat.0

His actions stunned everyone. His attack was not only slow but also feeble. His palm disturbed the surrounding space. Even the little power behind his attack was poorly focused.0

Yan Li’s basic protective divine light blocked the attack easily; it didn’t even make a ripple. The white-robe elder stumbled back several steps from his own failed strike.1

Everyone was dumbfounded. This white-robe master was an acquired Divine Sovereign, so how was he so pitifully weak? If he hadn’t attacked, they wouldn’t have even known that such a weak acquired Divine Sovereign existed in this world.0

Realizing they had been listening to a weakling talk...0