"How dare you!"
Chief Tian Sheng's furious roar spread across the sky. It was as if his words alone could cause the earth to shatter. The spiritual energy all around started raging, causing an immense level of pressure, as though a seal had been formed from his speech.
This Chief Tian Sheng was indeed the Chief of the Saint Spiritual Academy. Even his bellow alone was already much more powerful than the Ancient Dragonhawk.
Under the terrible pressure, Mu Chen was like a small boat in a turbulent sea that was going to be capsized in the next second. His face was filled with solemnness.
Vroom.
In the sky, the Nine Netherworld Bird quickly shrank and a charming figure dashed down, standing in front of Mu Chen and blocking the pressure for him. She stared at Chief Tian Sheng with her cold eyes. Although she could feel that the latter had an unfathomable power, no fear could be seen in her charming eyes.