"This is impossible. How could you be so much stronger than us, no matter how powerful you are in your rank? We're all Half Grand Cultivators and Half Gods. How can you fight with the seven of us at once and almost take our Quasi-Divine Treasures away? That's not right, that's not right. Half Grand Cultivators definitely don't have this kind of energy. Not even the Prince of Apollo Palace has this strength, and he's known to be unstoppable below the Grand Cultivator realm."
The brawny old man was knocked away by Chen Fan's attack. He fumbled in the air with shock caught between his eyebrows.
Fu Yan looked down and the Dharma Power around his body formed a giant Divine Ring that surrounded him, but he had still been knocked dozens of miles away before he could recover and stop.
