"Cough! Cough! Cough!"
Fufeng, held high by Jiang Chen’s grip on his throat, struggled violently. He soon realized, however, that he was completely suppressed by some mysterious, ominous power. Not only was he unable to manifest any of his strength, but even the simplest act of struggling had become an arduous task. In his desperation, he could only kick his legs frantically in mid-air, like a swimmer trying to break the surface from the depths of the water.
Seeing this, Caiyi was utterly terrified. As one of the most favored inner disciples under the God of Valleys, Fufeng’s strength was consistently ranked within the top ten of the sect. He was a supreme powerhouse who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation, capable of holding his own even against the nine Great Dao Sovereigns and the seven Great War Saints. Yet, standing before this Jiang Chen who had appeared so abruptly, he was so vulnerable that he couldn't even mount a counterattack. It was a harrowing testament to the sheer, terrifying extent of Jiang Chen's power.
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