The Heir of the Dan Sect

The fist seals struck, and surging heatwaves rolled in, raising the temperature in the courtyard to an unbearable level. The whole courtyard seemed to be on fire, emitting a piercing red light, causing Chen Feng to narrow his eyes.

Both at the pinnacle of 100,000 jin of strength in their physical bodies, the advantage held by the innate martial body was considerable. If not treated carefully, it would undoubtedly lead to a disadvantage in battle.

Thump!

Chen Feng took a step forward and launched a palm strike to confront the fiery fists. His aura was formidable, with no dazzling light or swirling blood; just a simple, pure palm strike.

Boom!