When everyone thought that Wang Yandong's palm strike was certain to smash down onto Ye Chenfeng's crown, the eyes-closed Ye Chenfeng suddenly collapsed to the ground without warning, causing Wang Yandong's palm strike to completely miss its mark.
Wang Yandong's fierce palm failed to crush Ye Chenfeng's crown, and as he watched Ye Chenfeng's motionless body lying on the ground, the black Qi that had been covering Ye Chenfeng's skin was fading. Wang Yandong knew that Ye Chenfeng would be waking up soon, and he had to act fast.
"Yandong, stop immediately, do you realize what you're doing?" Tang Bosheng huffed angrily.
With an expression of righteousness, Wang Yandong said, "Master, I find this lad extremely strange. If we don't take this opportunity to deal with him, I'm afraid he'll become a problem. So even if you blame me, Master, today Yandong will have to send this lad to the afterlife."
