"You all wanted to see the power behind me, right? Since you want to see it so badly, I'll satisfy you!"
Feng Wuchen said with a slight cold sneer.
"It is finally happening," Yi Qingyun thought, both fearful and expectant, filled with excitement.
"Dantong, wipe out the Supreme Holy Temple and the Jiang family!" Feng Wuchen ordered through sound transmission.
"Brother Feng, we've been waiting for you for quite a while!" Dantong's voice came through, immediately issuing the bloodbath command.
At this moment, Dongfang Zhan had already appeared in a flash before Feng Wuchen, his hand formed into a claw, about to grasp Feng Wuchen's throat.
Simultaneously, Dongfang He had also closed in on Yi Qingyun, but Yi Qingyun remained motionless, as if he hadn't seen Dongfang He approaching.
"Swoosh!"
In the instant Dongfang Zhan struck, a green light flashed and disappeared, followed by a spurt of fresh blood, and an arm flew away.
