549: Wang Chen's plan

The Fallen Palace.

In front of the only entrance.

Roristil looked at the black-robed figure not far in front of him with a cold smile and a mocking gaze.

Among the numerous Sixth and Seventh-tier individuals, this person's Fifth-tier strength was like a "crane among chickens"; no one would disagree if he was called the weakest.

However, while all the Sixth and Seventh-tier individuals were forced to retreat, this small Fifth-tier individual did not retreat a single step.

Anyone who wasn't blind could see that there was something wrong with this person.

"Stop hiding your face! Take off your mask and let me see which old friend is so shameless as to disguise himself as a Fifth-tier and come here for fun!"

After a single move that awed the entire scene, Roristil looked at the black-robed figure and said coldly.

"You shouldn't make random connections."

Wang Chen rolled his eyes speechlessly, feeling somewhat displeased about being targeted.

In the past, his displayed low strength had been greatly beneficial for concealing himself, but today, it was precisely because of this that he exposed himself.

This left him somewhat at a loss for words.

He could only say that fate was playing tricks.

On the other side.

"Hmm?"

Roristil, who had been full of playful amusement, heard the excessively young voice, and the expression on his face became somewhat surprised and uncertain.

This hidden figure in front of him seemed to be a young man.

"Who are you?"

"The Forest God's Treasure Trove is not something a young fellow like you can covet. I advise you to leave immediately, or don't blame this old man for being ruthless."

Looking at Wang Chen, Roristil said in a deep voice.

Now, with Fox's team already being troublesome enough, he didn't want to stir up more trouble.

Such a young fellow likely had a major power behind him, and might even possess some hidden trump cards.

If he were to suffer an unexpected setback, the Treasure Trove, which was within his grasp, would benefit others.

"You are not qualified to know!"

Regarding Roristil's question, Wang Chen made no attempt to hide his disdain.

This guy simply didn't make him feel the slightest bit of fear.

"As for making me leave, that's just wishful thinking on your part."

"The Treasure Trove isn't yours; whoever gets it, it's theirs."

Looking at Roristil, Wang Chen said unceremoniously, while also quietly observing the surrounding situation as he spoke.

Roristil's other two companions were being held back by Fox and his team.

Currently, Roristil was the only one blocking the way, so breaking through wouldn't be too difficult for Wang Chen.

However, the situation inside the palace was unknown, and rushing in might lead to unpredictable dangers.

As he thought, Wang Chen's gaze swept over the remaining few lone Gold Diggers in the area.

After what had just happened, these remaining lone Gold Diggers were quite strong, mostly around the Peak Sixth-tier.

Moreover, they all harbored irreconcilable anger and killing intent towards Roristil, who wanted to monopolize the palace.

Immediately, Wang Chen made a decision in his heart.

"Everyone, listen to me. I'll hold back Roristil for a moment, and you all rush in together."

"The Treasure Trove belongs to the virtuous; whoever finds it, it's theirs."

He waved his hand and pulled out his long sword, deciding to hold back Roristil to create an opportunity for these lone Gold Diggers to enter the palace, and at the same time, let them scout ahead to test the waters.

"Little brother is right!"

"Treasures belong to the virtuous; we all support you."

"As long as you stop Roristil, if we find treasure in the palace, we definitely won't shortchange you, little brother."

The lone Gold Diggers all spoke up in agreement, but ironically, while their faces were filled with righteous indignation, their feet didn't move an inch.

"Hahahaha!"

Roristil laughed heartily, looking up at the sky, his eyes mockingly sweeping over the faces of these Gold Diggers, finally settling on Wang Chen.

"Kid, I didn't expect you to have such a self-sacrificing spirit."

"But don't you see if these crooked melons and cracked dates are worth it?"

"But it doesn't matter. I stand here, and absolutely no one can enter the palace."

Roristil's tone was mocking, his face showing undisguised amusement.

However, Wang Chen was completely indifferent to this.

He already knew that these Gold Diggers would take advantage, but they certainly wouldn't have the guts to lead the charge against Roristil.

But once he entangled Roristil, these Gold Diggers, seeing an opportunity, would turn into vultures and hyenas seeing rotting flesh, swarming forward impatiently.

"Enough nonsense."

"Let me see if you, old man, have the right to boast."

Holding his long sword diagonally, Wang Chen looked at Roristil with indifferent eyes.

"Good!"

"Then I'll kill you first, and then deal with these annoying flies."

Roristil's eyes turned cold upon hearing this, and his lips curled into a disdainful sneer.

Buzz buzz buzz!

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and the vast magical power of a Peak Saint immediately surged.

"Let me see what tricks you, hidden little fellow, have to be so arrogant in front of me."

Roristil waved a hand, and the surging magical power, just like before, once again condensed into hundreds of blades and swords, carrying powerful force and shooting towards Wang Chen.

Before the blades and swords arrived, a fierce wind pressure swept across the area. The air, torn and compressed, formed a wave that instantly plowed furrows into the ground.

At this moment, Roristil's move was even more imposing than before!

"Roristil is serious. This move, 'Magic Weaponization,' he has used his full strength."

"Each weapon condensed from magic power carries strength equivalent to a full-force attack from an ordinary Saint!"

Upon seeing this terrifying sight, everyone's attention in the area was drawn, falling on the figure enveloped by the weapon storm.

The power of this attack was something even a fellow Peak Saint wouldn't dare to take head-on.

How would this arrogant young man respond?

As everyone speculated, Wang Chen's face remained unchanged, his expression as calm as water.

"Still this move?"

"You're underestimating me too much! With such dispersed power, do you think it will affect me?"

The weapon storm that others had to take seriously didn't cause the slightest ripple in Wang Chen's eyes.

If Roristil had concentrated his power at a single point, he would have had to temporarily avoid its edge, but with it so dispersed, it could only be described as asking for trouble!

Bang!

Wang Chen's legs bent slightly, and his suddenly tensed muscles burst forth with extremely powerful force.

Whoosh!

The next second, his feet shattered the ground, and he shot out like lightning, directly colliding with the myriad of incoming weapons.

Instant Sword!

Charged Strike!

The moment he was about to collide with the sky full of weapons, Wang Chen's long sword thrust out.

Driven by violent power, the air was instantly torn apart, and the dense weapon storm was forcefully pierced through at that moment.