"I'm still too weak." Di Qiong thought to himself, his desire for more strength growing once again.
"Boom!!!" At the same time, sound waves surged towards Su Chen from every direction, filling every point to the extreme.
Su Chen had absolutely no space to evade.
Trying to escape was impossible.
He clearly felt himself locked by an aura, ancient and vast, one he couldn't contend with.
In the blink of an eye.
Thud.
Su Chen's body shivered, his complexion slightly pale.
All over his body, blood flowed profusely.
It was cut open by the sound wind blades.
Cuts deeply covered Su Chen's body.
"Damn old bastard!" Su Chen gritted his teeth, furious inside, but unable to find the source of the ancient voice's owner.
He wanted to strike against this old bastard.
Unfortunately.
There was no target.
Very frustrating.
"Hmm?" At the same time, the ancient voice uttered a 'huh,' clearly surprised.
The old man was indeed shocked.
