When the golden palm descended, it was akin to that of a deity that was filled with destructive fluctuation. As if anything beneath it would be reduced to ashes.

This was the perfect fusion between Mu Chen’s Saint Physique and Middle Phase Immortal Heavenly Sovereign’s Spiritual Energy. In terms of might, not even an ordinary Saint Heavenly Sovereign could take it head-on.

Outside the city, all the spectators looked at Mu Chen with revere and fear in their eyes.

Maha You’s face was pale with dense fear and reluctance in his eyes. Back then, Mu Chen had only managed to fight with him on par, but the gap between them now was that of a ravine…

This attack from Mu Chen could annihilate him hundreds of thousands of times.

“Bastard, did you think that you can defeat my brother with this? You’re simply dreaming!” Maha You’s face was sinister as he stared at the sky. Looking with expectation in his eyes that his brother...