Li Chen looked at Zhao Ang as if he was a fool, sneering coldly.
"If I recall correctly, your junior brother Du Huoyang once told me those words too. He's now repenting in hell, do you wish to join him?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ang immediately became furious, his face turning red from embarrassment.
"Arrogant child, you're seeking death!"
Seeing Zhao Ang ready to fight, Li Chen's eyes, as bright and dazzling as stars, flashed with a hint of cold murderous intent.
"Junior Brother Hu!"
Zhao Ang didn't step forward to confront Li Chen himself; instead, he called out to Hu Ze nearby.
Hu Ze understood and immediately began chanting like he was summoning spirits.
As he chanted, various black clouds swirled around, transforming into all kinds of devil beasts, baring fangs and claws, encircling Li Chen and Ji Lingling tightly within.
Ji Lingling had never seen such a formation before and was instantly terrified, her face losing color.
