The power of the divine is not something to be trifled with, and even Yang Chen was fearful of it.
He had suffered from this power in his early years.
However, he dared to appear here and targeted Yu Zhengguang, but it was not without preparation.
As for Lu Changkong, he might only have a 30% or 50% chance, but for Yu Zhengguang, he felt confident enough.
He had ways to deal with this divine power.
Nowadays, the Hundred Zhang Fist seemed to come chasing after him from a distance with a disdainful posture, as if it could crush its enemies as soon as it appeared.
But this Fist of Light was also extremely fast, inheriting the agility of light, and in an instant, it almost caught up with Yang Chen, ready to crush him in its hand.
However, Yang Chen showed no signs of panic. At the moment when the Fist of Light was about to catch up with him, his Slaughter God Spear instantly appeared in his hand and thrust out.
"It's up to you, Slaughter God Spear!" Yang Chen gritted his teeth.
