บท 1957: What's The Rush?

In the sky above, lightning flashed in the dark clouds. A blue barrier appeared around Ye Chen.

The five experts revealed sinister smiles.

Ye Chen was truly an arrogant fellow. The formation they had condensed was definitely not something a brat like him could withstand.

No matter how monstrous Ye Chen was, his cultivation level was limited.

"Ye Chen, I'll show you the power of the Lightning Devastator Formation today!"

"Haha, you little b*stard. You didn't die back then, but now you're here to deliver yourself to death's door voluntarily!"

The experts from the Hall of Souls knew how terrifying the Lightning Devastator Formation was. As long as the formation was activated, the lightning would never be extinguished.

The stronger the ones who set it up were, the more terrifying the power of the lightning.

Today, Ye Chen would die without a burial place and the future threat to the Hall of Souls would be eliminated.