The immense power of Emperor Ling's Token filled everyone with fear.
Feng Wuchen himself had not expected this black Token to possess such heavenly-defying abilities that a Heavenly Monarch-level powerhouse would be so frightened as to kneel and kowtow, begging for mercy.
The tall and thin man who stood up for Young Master Qin greatly regretted his actions now.
No matter how high Young Master Qin's status was, could it surpass the authority of Emperor Ling's Token?
From the utterly fearful expression on Young Master Qin's face, it was clearly impossible.
Sometimes, it's better to mind your own business, as meddling in others' affairs won't lead to a good end.
And now, with Feng Wuchen's slash, Wuqing mercilessly severed the tall and thin man's arm, blood flowing uncontrollably, the man screaming in horror and pain.
Feng Wuchen's ruthless strike, as if felt by everyone present, made them tremble all over, their hearts almost pounding out of their chests.
"Gurgle!"
