Biao Lin was stunned by the hardness and toughness of the energy shield that Xu Yuan created. Even with his full strength at the Heavenly Emperor stage, he still couldn't crack or even scratch it.
Xu Yuan's disdainful gaze made him angry. Even so, he still couldn't touch Xu Yuan at all, as if Xu Yuan was a figure deep in the mountain of steel, difficult for him to reach.
"This, what happened?" muttered Biao Lin in astonishment.
He had never felt the feeling he was feeling now, fear.
Yes, now he felt scared. For some reason, he couldn't control his body movements at will. His mind and heart told him that the man in front of him was a human he couldn't afford to offend.
Biao Lin sighed roughly. He had never felt such fear before, even when he was faced with the Emperor of the Ming Empire, whose strength far surpassed him.
He didn't feel his legs tremble. Even his hand wanted to slap the Ming Imperial Emperor's aged face at that moment.
