"You little brat! Stop!"
The three great elders roared in anger as they madly charged forward.
Feng Wuchen cast a cold glance at the three of them and then, with a wave of his hand, an extremely terrifying power swept out like a tempest sweeping the skies.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
The three elders, bearing the brunt of it, were all shaken by the terrifying force, coughing up blood and simultaneously sent flying backward.
In front of Feng Wuchen, their cultivation was simply not enough—nothing more than a death sentence.
"If you want to die, get in line!" Feng Wuchen swept a cold look across the three elders. His chilly words sent chills down spines.
"Y-Young brother, please show mercy. Our Dongfang family only has this lineage left," Dongfang Lie, consumed with fear and regretting everything, pleaded as he realized the horror of Feng Wuchen's power.
Upon hearing this, Feng Wuchen coldly replied, "Too late."