The figure clad in purple robes stood in front of the throne. His majestic aura swept out, and a terrifying oppression engulfed the entire palace hall. Mu Chen entered the great hall and was shrouded by the terrible pressure. Immediately, his body became tense, and the golden light on the surface of his body circulated. The sound of the dragon's roar and phoenix's cry resounded in his body as his flesh became as solid as a Vajra.
In the face of this unknown situation, Mu Chen obviously dared not relax in the slightest. These former formidable characters could make him pay a very heavy price with the flick of a finger.
With his best efforts to activate a defense, Mu Chen cast a watchful look at the purple-robed figure. An appalled glint flashed in his gaze. In the moment before, he was clearly aware that there was a wave of life in the Second Hall Master's body.
