"Who are you!"
The Pharaoh looked at his subjects turning into dust one by one, enraged.
"What's this gibberish." Chen Lan frowned, waving his hand.
Instantly, the scepter in the Pharaoh's hand flew into Chen Lan's hand, trembling violently.
"Quiet!" Chen Lan commanded coldly.
In an instant, the scepter stopped moving and quieted down.
Seeing his Divine Artifact so easily taken away by Chen Lan, the Pharaoh was utterly shocked.
That was the Divine Artifact he had painstakingly sought, allowing him to rest in his tomb for hundreds of years without dying.
"Give it back to me!" The Pharaoh shouted, releasing a surge of red energy from his body, rushing towards Chen Lan.
Chen Lan looked at the energy flowing towards him expressionlessly, and with a slight cold snort, he dispelled the energy.
The Pharaoh was instantly knocked back, crashing against the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
