"Rumble!"
At this moment, vibrant nine-colored light burst forth, and the power of the man in white robes surged, entering a mystical state that allowed him to withstand the might of the Heavenly Emperor Fist.
"Nine colors?!" Ye Chen's heart shook.
The man in white robes amplified from seven colors to nine colors, and his power surged instantly, reaching an unfathomable level.
However, the aura of the man in white robes was unstable, as if he had forcibly triggered some kind of Divine Skill, and the nine colors did not belong to his own power.
"Ye Chen, you are very strong, even surpassing the ancient Rock Soul, forcing me to use power that does not belong to me!"
"This battle is the disgrace of my life, I will shred you to pieces, and wash away my shame with your blood!"
The man in white robes was enveloped by nine colors, forming an absolute defense, which even the Heavenly Emperor Fist could not penetrate.
