Ye Chen's voice was loud and clear, echoing through the clouds.
"You refuse to see reason! You're asking for your own death!"
Wei Changhe's expression turned cold. In a flash, he vanished from where he was standing and thrust a palm toward Ye Chen, the aura of the first tribulation of dust-immortal bursting forth in mid-air. Gathering the power of the surrounding heaven and earth, it transformed into a massive hand nearly a hundred meters wide that blotted out the sun and snatched at Ye Chen.
Chapter 679