The more than eighty strong members of the Zhan Clan were directly suppressed by the terrifying pressure to the point where breathing became incredibly difficult.
They were not in the battle formation and couldn't resist the terrifying pressure of a late stage Great Saint.
Everyone looked at the Extreme Venerable at this moment, with despair in their eyes. They couldn't even resist the Extreme Venerable of mid-stage Great Saint strength before, so how could they possibly resist now at this late stage?
The eyes of the Extreme Venerable showed a crazed expression, looking at Ye Feng and shouting, "Son of Destruction, today you will not escape being slain by my hands, I am the final victor today, hahaha!"
Hearing the Extreme Venerable's frenzied laughter, the fear in everyone's hearts gradually rose, and they simply couldn't accept it.
However, Ye Feng's face remained calm and composed, looking at the Extreme Venerable without a trace of fear.
