"What?"
"Jiang Chen once killed a Semi-Saint whose realm was suppressed down to Divine Infant Realm Peak?!"
"Damn, his combat power is that insane?"
Everyone on the peak changed expressions, exclaiming out loud.
Ming Yang and the middle-aged man beside him both had their faces drastically change, staring at the old man in disbelief.
"Hmph! So what if it's a Semi-Saint?"
A cold shout rang out, and three figures appeared at Jiang Chen's side.
Zhu Tianming looked coldly at the old man from the Nether Hall: "Semi-Saint is just Semi-Saint. This old man can pinch you to death with one finger, you believe it?"
The Nether Hall elder's face changed, his heart couldn't help sinking. These three had just cut down one Saint Monarch and five Saints, murderous intent rolling off them. The old man didn't even dare meet Zhu Tianming's gaze!
The peak instantly fell silent; no one dared make even the slightest sound.
"Nether Hall..."
