Crackling lightning flashed in the rift, which had grown to twice its original size. Strong gusts of wind rushed out, swept up the red rain, and brought it upward into the sky. 0

Chen Chuan and Chen Bitong stood on each side of the rift, facing each other. The howling wind made their coats and hair dance, while the light shining from the rift basked their bodies and faces in a dazzling glow. 0

As Fang Zhixin watched both of them move into their stances, he started getting worried for Chen Bitong. 0

Chen Chuan was intimidating enough before learning how to inject mental energy into his refined force, especially when he encased the entire area with his mental energy to disrupt the invading soldiers’ mental awareness. That had been a huge shock to him. 0

Now that he had picked up such a strong technique, would Chen Bitong be able to put up a fight against him?0

Yu Lie was feeling the same way. 0

Logically, Chen Bitong should have been the one who needed to be taken out as quickly as possible, while Chen Chuan should have been the one he supported, but Yu Lie had forgotten about his true...0