Yuan Wudao Concedes. I Did It, Do You Have Any Objections?

"So, this is the infamous ability of Chu Kuangren."

"It is indeed terrifying!"

Yuan Wudao looked at Chu Kuangren in concern.

They both had merely exchanged one move, and although Yuan Wudao had exerted more than seventy percent of his strength, he was still blasted several hundred feet away.

On the other hand, Chu Kuangren did not move a single inch.

Evidently, he had not used much of his power.

Could it be that he had used only fifty percent of his power? Or perhaps only thirty percent?

No matter the answer, Yuan Wudao could only grudgingly accept that Chu Kuangren's power was way above his.

"Chu Kuangren, this business trip of ours only concerns the School of White Lotus. I believe it has nothing to do with you," Yuan Wuhan said firmly.

"Yet, you've invited someone from the Underworld Palace here. Heh, there's nothing to discuss." Chu Kuangren sneered.

He was not fond of the Underworld Palace.