Strange Fragrance
Editor: Atlas Studios
"Ye Qing, are you alright?" Meng Guang could not help asking very concernedly when he saw Ye Yuan's pale face.
As for Lord Deacon, that was a Phaseless Realm powerhouse. He … should be fine, right?
The others had blank looks too. They did not know if they should be astonished by the Moonhowl Heavenly Chant Incantation's power, or be shocked by Lord Deacon being sent flying.
Ye Yuan clutched his chest and said, "Of course not! Lord Deacon's one palm, how can I possibly be fine?"
He had got to be joking!
His late-stage Tier 9 physical body, even if not employing any essence energy, it was also not what a measly little Phaseless Realm could break.
Furthermore, toward a fiend, Ye Yuan would not show leniency.
Just a moment ago, Ye Yuan utilized late-stage spirit rank dragon wave in the backlash force. A bout of hidden force already quietly slipped into the deacon's internal organs.