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Hearing Fang Wang's words, the faces of the four Nirvana Realm Great Cultivators guarding Emperor Chongyuan turned ugly in an instant, and they immediately ran their spiritual power, unleashing all their strength.
Fang Wang's eyes narrowed as he fiercely thrust his right arm downward.
Boom!
Dust and shockwaves swept up chaotically as the four Great Cultivators quickly flew out of the rolling dust clouds. They landed on the ruins, sliding back several dozen feet, their arms that had just contended with Fang Wang trembling, and their faces extremely pale.
What kind of power was this?
This was the first time they had encountered such formidable power, and even the strongest demons they had previously faced did not possess such terrifying strength.
They looked intently and saw that within the swirling dust, Fang Wang's imposing aura dispersed the dust clouds as he held up Emperor Chongyuan with one hand.