As Li Chen's voice fell, a powerful momentum emerged within the hall, entering Li Chen's perception.
This aura was completely different from anyone Li Chen had encountered before. But without a doubt, this aura's power far exceeded his expectations.
Faintly, Li Chen even felt that this aura might be stronger than the most powerful opponent he had faced so far—Zhao Xing from the Mystic Star Sect!
"Was it you who killed my son?" A hoarse voice echoed, and not far from Li Chen, an elderly man with a hunched figure appeared before his eyes.
The moment the old man appeared, Li Chen's pupils suddenly constricted to the size of a needle.
An indescribable sense of dread swept over Li Chen's heart.
He had perhaps encountered beings stronger than this old man before.
But this was the first time he had met such a terrifying expert filled with murderous intent directed solely at him.
