Ye Chenfeng had already sensed something was amiss, and now he finally understood.
Ye Chenfeng reached out, attempting to regain control of the Hope Relic.
But at this moment, countless red arcs of lightning descended from the sky, like a violent storm.
Hundreds of red arcs fiercely struck, carrying a destructive pressure that exuded a bone-chilling aura.
"Humph!"
A cold light flashed in Ye Chenfeng's eyes, and he stubbornly used his body to withstand the arcs.
"Crack!"
As the first arc struck, Ye Chenfeng's body trembled slightly, emitting a thunderous sound.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
...
As one arc after another descended, Ye Chenfeng was heavily struck, his body constantly shivering, forcibly held back.
Moments later, white marks appeared on his body, producing a massive noise, as if his body was about to explode.
These arcs were not mere laws; they truly existed, carrying destructive power.
Even though they couldn't severely wound Ye Chenfeng, they could easily stop him.
