Wang Yi’s smile gradually faded, replaced by a loud, harsh laugh.
"Are you bluffing me?"
With that, he gave a light wave of his hand. "Since you refuse to leave and wish to witness this place turn into a killing field, then... I shall grant your wish. Move!"
"Understood!"
Countless Yama soldiers marched in unison toward the center, closing the distance. The terrifying pressure they exerted made it difficult for the common folk present to breathe.
"Master Fang?"
Xiao Yu looked anxiously at Fang Chen. "It’s come to this. If you don't step in, we’re all going to lose our heads."
Not far away, Xu Tianmu stared blankly at Fang Chen. If even his own eldest brother couldn't protect a few lives today, wouldn't this Master Fang be forced to stand directly against the Prince of Hejian?
"Then my brother and his cohorts... they’re doomed," Xu Tianmu muttered to himself.
The methods Fang Chen used to grant him entry into the Heaven Profound Realm overnight were far more shocking than the flashy entrance of the Poetry Sword Immortal, Wang Yi. After spending nearly a year around him, he was certain that Master Fang’s abilities far exceeded anything a normal human could fathom. If he hadn't been certain that deities didn't exist in this world, he would have suspected the man was a god.
The ground began to tremble as the armored Yama soldiers moved in perfect, rhythmic steps. It felt as though an actual battle was underway. The horrifying aura was more than many of the commoners could bear;…
Chapter 633