Astonishing thunderclaps resounded through the Lin Family's courtyard, followed by a fierce gale that ravaged the yard with wild abandon.
Lin Xuanliang and others' complexions changed abruptly as they quickly retreated.
The violent force slammed into Ye Chen, causing the qi and blood throughout his body to churn involuntarily, and he rapidly stumbled several steps backward.
Each step left a footprint, each heavier than the last, with the final step even grinding the blue stone tiles beneath his feet into powder.
A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and he forcibly suppressed the rolling qi and blood, showing a wry smile on his face.
A few days earlier, he had fought with Wei Sheng; although his father gave him an elixir, Ye Chen's injuries had not fully healed.
Today, he had clashed with Elder Li. Indeed, worthy of being Lord Lin's protector, this strength was truly unfathomable.
