His hair turned completely white, and Yan Feichen, whose face was covered with wrinkles, stepped on Ye Chenfeng's head with his right foot, gazing toward Shen Jingwu and Lin Kangsheng who were suspended in mid-air. His voice crazily bellowed, "Shen Jingwu, Lin Kangsheng, do you two see this? I said I would crush your hopes, and now Ye Chenfeng is beneath my foot. I, Yan Feichen, have won this game. I have won!"
"Chenfeng!" Just at that moment, Xu Hongwen and others hurriedly arrived at the plaza of Divine Island. Upon witnessing Ye Chenfeng being trampled under Yan Feichen's foot, Cheng Dahhu couldn't help but roar out loud.
Shen Mingxuan glanced at his father Shen Jingwu, who was hanging in mid-air barely clinging to life, and then at Ye Chenfeng, who was nearly breathless. The rage in his heart burned even fiercer, the Saint Level Peak Soul Force constantly surging within him.
