The next moment, the two separated, and the Yi Clan's old ancestor was shaken back step by step. His arms, gripping the Innate Spiritual Staff, burst into countless pieces of flesh and blood with "pop, pop" sounds.
"How can he be so strong?"
The Yi Clan's old ancestor couldn't believe it as he looked at Jiang Chen. His full-strength attack was already comparable to that of Great Divine Transcendents. Why couldn't it harm Jiang Chen, and instead, was easily broken by him?
"This is impossible!"
At first, he couldn't believe it, but then, fear filled the Yi Clan old ancestor's heart. Jiang Chen was so strong; how could he possibly win? If they continued to fight, he feared he would end up like the One-horned Ancestor.
"Right, it must be the Upper Qing Saints who have taken action. That's why I can't defeat Jiang Chen. Flee, I must leave this place, otherwise, even I will be slain by the Upper Qing Saints."
