"You lot, I could take on ten of you!"
Yi Chen clenched his fists, repeatedly pounding his own chest with booming sounds like thunder. From the points where his fists struck, cascades of multicolored halos radiated outward.
Before his words had even fallen silent, Yi Chen, holding a long halberd, transformed into a streak of light that shot up to the sky, skewering two Jianxie Sect elders at the entry level of Dao and exploding them into a skyful of blood mist.
After undergoing five cycles of transformation, the Pure Yang Domain now had infinite miraculous uses, such as short-distance rushing attacks. Yi Chen prompted a thought and twisted the force field within the Pure Yang Domain into a repulsive force behind him,
under the effect of which he suddenly accelerated, indeed stealing the lives of two more Jianxie Sect Dao-entering elders. Now, only one surviving early-stage Dao-entering elder remained.
