The two succinct words felt like Mount Tai pressing down on the hearts of all the Human Clan cultivators. They were left breathless, their bodies trembling, a deep sense of humiliation enveloping them.
Yet no one made a sound.
The young member of the Divine Clan sneered contemptuously, not bothering to conceal his mockery.
But in the next moment, Chen Pingping, who was carrying the coffin, suddenly made his move. His large hand reached out, disregarding time and space, and appeared behind the young member of the Divine Clan instantly.
He struck with a fierce slap.
The young member of the Divine Clan had no time to react as his body was heavily forced downward.
He showed a furious expression, his body bursting with Divine Brilliance as he tried to resist the large hand. However... this hand, as if belonging to a Great Emperor or a Boundary Monument from high in the heavens, possessed the Power of Immortality, firmly pressing down on his body.
