Ling Jun absorbed the dark matter and his power increased greatly. He aimed a palm at ye chen.
"Fellow Daoist ye, be careful!" The great ancestor and Wushuang were worried for ye chen. Ling Jun's current strength was comparable to an itinerant immortal while ye chen had just entered the Tribulation passing stage. How could he resist?
"Eight-gate divine disc, open the door, close the door!"
At this moment of crisis, the eight-gate divine disc appeared above ye Chen's head. Instantly, the door opened and an extremely powerful vortex of wind blocked Ling Jun's attack on the spot like a door between heaven and earth.
"Boom boom boom!"
The psionic powers from both sides continued to surge. Ye chen stood alone in his original position. The eight gates divine disc spun and released light. The door opened like a bottomless pit, forcibly absorbing the dark psionic power.
"Impossible!"