"Young Master, this child is no ordinary being. He may be an unparalleled Saint Demon seed. Your cultivation is still too low—let me strike and destroy him outright!" Old Master said with a grim expression.
Xiao Chen's combat power could sweep aside those of his generation. If it had been an ordinary young cultivator, Old Master would not have intervened, but the person before them was different. He looked young, yet he had come from the ancient era.
The beings of that era far surpassed those of the present age. There was absolutely no possibility of defeating a stronger opponent across realms!
"That's right, Chen-di. There's no need to talk rules with demons. Let Old Master deal with him!" Xu Potian echoed.
Thunderstorm and Hei Meier also urged Xiao Chen not to take the risk.
Hei Meier, especially, was deeply worried.
If everyone had not been present, she would have rushed straight to Xiao Chen's side, wrapped her arms around him, and forcibly stopped him from fighting.
She knew how proud the man beside her was, and she also understood how terrifying Ancient Prodigies were!
She truly could not bear to see Xiao Chen risk his life. Even if he suffered the slightest injury, her heart would ache unbearably.
Xiao Chen shook his head. "A sword cultivator advances without hesitation. If an elder powerhouse had come, I could retreat. But this person is of my generation. If I retreat even now, how will I test my sword against the world in the future?"
Xiao Chen knew that the road before him was destined to be strewn with thorns.
Although his opponent was powerful, a terrifying Ancient Prodigy—
He was not afraid. Instead, he felt faintly excited, eager for a fierce battle.
Soon, he drifted down from the city.
Alone, he