"Buzz buzz!"
In the void above, the energy mark condensed by Qin Yan grew increasingly stronger, enveloping the entire mountain where the Divine Palace of Wushuang was located.
If Feng Wuchen is unable to withstand it, let alone the Divine Palace of Wushuang, the entire majestic mountain would cease to exist.
The imposing power shook everyone in the Divine Palace of Wushuang to the point of terror, making it hard to breathe, as if a massive mountain was weighing upon them, rendering them immobile.
"Senior Brother, can Dust handle such terrifying power?" a disciple asked in horror.
Xiao Ying sneered, "I don't know if Dust can withstand it, but I know Dust will definitely be fine. Qin Yan, that old fool, is dying yet still ignorant."
"Dust Slaughtered dozens of Divine Monarchs in an instant, among them a Six-Star Divine Monarch," Dugu Yun added, full of confidence in Feng Wuchen.
