Chen Fan's muscles twitched, unleashing a burst of strength. It seemed like an ancient beast was waking up. His aura was fiendish, making them feel suffocated. And just when the attack was about to hit him, he moved.0

Rumble!0

Chen Fan channeled his strength, and the force pressing toward him immediately dissipated.0

Next, he disappeared from his spot; as if the earth had shrunk, Chen Fan instantly arrived before the Zhao Clan’s higher-ups and struck out with his spear.0

Each step he took resembled an ancient wild dragon-elephant trampling, shaking the world violently. The land quivered, reminiscent of a natural disaster. 0

Zhao Hong, the Zhao Clan patriarch, grimaced when he saw the spear. He seemed to have turned into a puff of green smoke as he disappeared from his spot; simultaneously, he roared,...0