"Combat Saint King, I truly didn't expect you to be resurrected and dare to come here. Do you really think this place still belongs to you?"
Among them, a Heavenly King spoke, his tone icy, coldly sweeping his gaze over Ye Chen.
However, Ye Chen's expression remained indifferent as he coldly looked at the Eight Heavenly Kings ahead, silent but fully aware of their murderous intent, evidently here to kill him.
Moreover, he could completely sense that the most formidable among them was the gray-haired middle-aged Heavenly King, unexpectedly powerful, merely watching him while completely ignoring the Heavenly King who had just spoken.
"You—"
That Heavenly King was enraged and his face turned gloomy because this Combat Saint King was simply too arrogant. What kind of attitude was this, clearly disregarding him.
"Stand back, let me handle this."
