"Want to suppress me? But do you even have the strength?" Zhang Chen glanced at Zhao Lie, a trace of disdain in his eyes.
Even without drawing upon the Sun True Fire, with his own Tenth Order strength, he would be no weaker than Zhao Lie, the Po Jun Star before him.
"Zhang Chen, get out of the way! Run, quickly! Zhao Lie is a Tenth Order powerhouse. He is absolutely not someone you can deal with!" Seeing Zhang Chen standing before him, Zhou Qiucheng's eyes revealed a flicker of gratitude as he repeatedly urged Zhang Chen to leave.
"Hide? Where could I hide? As for running, this place has already been suppressed by the Yellow Heaven Dao's Blood Sea Grand Formation. Where could I possibly run?" Zhang Chen said calmly.
Even if he truly ignored the matter at hand and directly used his divine ability to flee, would the Yellow Heaven Dao allow it?
Would the Yellow Heaven Dao simply let him leave?
The Yellow Heaven Dao would never agree!
"Whether I have the strength or not, you'll find out soon enough." Zhao Lie sneered upon hearing Zhang Chen's words, his eyes cold and cruel. "I hope that after I break your bones, your words will still be as tough as they are now."
The Red Tasseled Spear in Zhao Lie's hand drew a fiery red afterimage through the air as it stabbed toward Zhang Chen's head, aiming to pierce off his ear.
Zhang Chen looked at the incoming Red Tasseled Spear, his gaze turning icy. He could tell that Zhao Lie did not take him seriously at all. That spear was aimed directly at his ear—Zhao Lie was playing cat and mouse.
"Damn it. Being looked down on like this really is unpleasant." Zhang Chen watched the Red