When the Devil Race attacked various convoys, causing chaos, Chen Yuan, who was discussing matters with Gongsun Yang at the Ninth Mountain Colonel Hall, suddenly shifted his gaze, his eyes flashing fiercely, and a wave of violent pressure erupted.
In the sky above the Ninth Mountain, a golden light thunderously pierced the universe, straight into the clouds. Within the golden light, an imposing dharma image donned the True Dragon Treasure Armor, a Lion Barbarian Belt wrapped around his waist, eyes bursting with Divine Light, holding a Three-pointed Two-blade Spear.
"Creature, how dare you!"
Chen Yuan's voice was like a booming bell, resonating through the universe, each word rolled like thunder, shaking the firmament. Before the words were finished, the vertical eye on his forehead suddenly opened, two beams of golden Divine Light swept across like searchlights, where they passed, the demonic smoke melted away as ice meeting blazing sun.
