Ye Yuntian's eyes narrowed, he glanced at Han Chen, and instructed, "I'll handle this person, you guard the gate well."
After speaking, he stepped forward: "Even if you are from the Heavenly Path Palace, so what? No one is allowed to enter!"
"Courting death!"
Howling winds rose, and suddenly, a giant paw appeared out of thin air.
It was a sinister white skeletal claw, exuding an endless chilling aura, as if it could tear anything apart, directly reaching for Ye Yuntian's back.
If hit by this strike, not to mention being caught, Ye Yuntian might even die on the spot...
Feeling this momentum, Ye Yuntian had no choice but to abandon his thoughts and urgently flashed his figure aside.
"Get lost!"
The next moment, with a roar, Ye Yuntian defiantly raised his hands to resist.
Bam bam bam...
With a clap of his palms, in an instant, two fiery red palm prints blasted forward, directly targeting the spectral claw.
