Ye Fan raised his hand to toss the mountain, Holy Power like a vast ocean, never exhausting, astonished everyone present.
Not only did many strong people from the Divine Race come, but Elder Wu from the Treasure Pavilion also came. This independent space of the Divine Race has always been peaceful, even minor disputes have never had such a huge impact as this time.
As the head of the Treasure Pavilion's branch, Elder Wu is responsible for passing information from the outside world to the Divine Race within this space, and also conveying the Divine Race's information to the Treasure Pavilion. Naturally, he must pay attention to such battles.
"Kill!"
With battle blood boiling, Jiang Kuang abandoned his divine skills, transforming into a golden bolt of lightning, fiercely pouncing towards Ye Fan, punching towards Ye Fan's face.
