Duan Jingtian and Zhong Ya’s gazes clashed fiercely in the sky.0

Their auras grew increasingly stronger, crashing like waves and bursting the thick layers of clouds. 0

Chen Fan stood at the foot of Tianmen Mountain, ten thousand meters away from the clash. Still, he had difficulty breathing due to the qi eruption from the clash of their auras. He felt like an invisible hand had grabbed his throat and pinned him under an ancient divine mountain.0

“How terrifying…” A glint appeared in his eyes.0

Duan Jingtian’s aura had forced him to kneel on Dragon Mountain Peak. He had felt like the heavens themselves were forcing him down. However, Duan Jingtian had only used ten percent his aura at the most.0

Wei Buyu had then protected him from Duan Jingtian’s aura,...0