The void was deathly silent.
At this moment.
Whether it was Yun Tian or Ji Kuang, their expressions were filled with utmost gravity.
Even the Golden Jiao Long restrained by Ji Kuang's reins couldn't help but emit bursts of cries, its vertical pupils full of unease.
Chen Yuan's terrifying might in the sky was beyond belief.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
As the crowd was gripped with fear.
Chen Yuan already surged into the midst of the Heavenly Monarch Elders.
This time, the Heavenly Monarch Elders who followed the nine Divine Sects numbered more than two hundred.
The weakest among them were at the peak of Nascent Soul Early Stage, a presence enough to dominate a continent in the Deserted Interface, overlooking billions of beings.
Yet at this moment.
Chen Yuan was like a ferocious tiger plunging into a flock of sheep.
Every swipe of the Heavenly Halberd in his hand cut down at least three or four Heavenly Monarchs in mid-air.
