Upon hearing that Wang Yan wanted to duel the Divine Emperor, everyone's expression changed drastically.
Meng Po urgently shouted, "Wang Yan, come back, under the Divine Emperor, all are ants. Even if you have billions of clones, the Divine Emperor is not someone you can contend with."
Wang Yan turned back with a slight smile, saying to Meng Po, "Senior Meng Po, if I truly cannot defeat her, then you can step in afterward."
Meng Po was about to persuade further when she saw Wang Yan already flying toward Lady Qi, shouting, "Lady Qi, just take my strike."
Seeing this, Meng Po stomped her foot and said, "This Wang Yan, the Divine Emperor can kill you with just one move, how can I save you?"
Just as Meng Po spoke, Wang Yan had already flown before Lady Qi, raising his fist to strike.
Lady Qi stood there motionless, her empty sleeve on the left side flew up, transforming into the shape of a palm, blocking Wang Yan's fist, suspending Wang Yan in midair.
