"Do you really think you can escape from the palm of my hand?"
Yue Zhenting exuded a malicious aura, his desire to kill having surged long ago. With just a thought, the barrier that had shot up from the ground suddenly began to contract, forming an impregnable cage.
"Bastard!"
Zhou Yuan cursed in a deep voice, then turned to look at Yue Zhenting, who was exuding an overbearing presence, a trace of worry visible between his brows.
Simply put, no matter how strong his attacks were, they were unable to injure Yue Zhenting.
This meant that once Yue Zhenting made his move, their group was doomed.
Qing Ning, Long Lie, and Yuan Peng also sucked in a cold breath as if facing a formidable enemy.
To them, an Earth Immortal was an invincible existence.
Even now, they began to envy Elder Chu, who had entered a state of enlightenment; even in death, he would feel no pain or fear.
The whole space felt like it was choked by sword qi, causing an indescribable sensation of suffocation!