"Feng Wuchen."
The Great Protector shouted coldly, his invincible aura sweeping through the Rakshasa Holy Temple, capturing souls.
"Pfft pfft pfft!"
Inside the Rakshasa Holy Temple, many who were cultivating spat blood from the terrifying aura, collapsing to the ground in extreme pain.
Feng Wuchen let out a soft and cold snort, causing the Great Protector's terrifying aura to dissipate.
"Such a domineering aura." The Great Protector slightly furrowed his brows.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Three figures flashed over, respectfully saying, "Greetings, Great Protector."
"Great Protector, the Hall Master said to eliminate everything related to the Dragon God Clan, and ensure the mighty ones are satisfied," one person respectfully said.
Another person respectfully said, "First destroy the Rakshasa Holy Temple, then the Soul-Pillar Pagoda!"
"Whoosh!"
A blurry figure emerged from the hall; it was Feng Wuchen.
"Whoosh!"
