"Come, I'll take your head, crush your bones, and walk my invincible path!"
Ye Chen was not afraid at all; instead, he hooked his finger provocatively, with a challenging expression.
Bang—
Shen Rong's divine power surged to the heavens, and his injuries on his body were repaired at an astonishing speed in the blink of an eye, perfectly restored.
His face was cold enough to freeze everything in the world; he struck horizontally, swinging the Destructive Celestial Spear, and the Blood Sea Spirits reappeared.
At this moment, the ten layers of heaven on his body were resonating, summoning infinite divine power from the ten rounds of heavenly sun, transforming into a splendid divine sea that arrived, yet contained a lethal killing intent, every drop condensed with murderous intent.
Clearly just one person, he seemed like the gods descending to the lower realm, his killing intent shattering the starry sky, causing the ancient continent to tremble.
