"Tiger!"
Dao, who Wang Chen had sent flying with a palm strike, flipped in the air and landed on all fours.
He raised his head, his eyes bulging with rage, and let out an angry roar from his throat. His face turned beet red, and his skin began to show mottled yellow and black patterns.
Behind Dao, the Tabby Tiger Dharma Aspect suddenly appeared.
It lunged at Wang Chen, its claws bared!
Meanwhile, the chest of the high-tier Purple Mansion cultivator, which had been caved in, promptly swelled back to normal. In the blink of an eye, he had recovered.
There wasn't the slightest sign of injury.
At the same time, Zhu Jiu's face drastically changed, and pointing at Wang Chen, he bellowed in a low voice, "Like a mountain!"
In just two words, he spoke with profound gravity.
Wang Chen instantly felt a strong force descending upon him, as heavy as a mountain.
His Qi-Blood and Mana became completely stagnant.
"Anchor Mountain!"
