"The Insect Lord was merely careless for a moment and gave this brat an opening. Did he really think himself invincible?"
"Brushing away the demonic seal was like flicking off a speck of dust. The Insect Lord is completely unharmed!"
"May the Insect Lord slay this wretch and uphold demonic might!"
A sinister green baleful light shot into the heavens. The demons were enraged, deeply dissatisfied with Xiao Chen's earlier words, and clamored for Jin Kui to annihilate the enemy at once.
"My Demonic Essence is draining rapidly. Fight or retreat—I must decide quickly!"
Xiao Chen raised his eyes and stared at Jin Kui in the clouds. Jin Kui's expression remained unmoved, solemn and calm, like a boundless abyss whose joy and anger could not be discerned.
A feeling of weakness came crashing down like a dragon, savage and overwhelming, drowning Xiao Chen in the blink of an eye—even though his divine fist had been invincible just moments ago, blasting into Jin Kui's chest and leaving behind an undying fist mark.
As time passed, he would still sink step by step into a desperate situation.
He had fused Destruction Power into that punch just now, and the expenditure had been immense.
Having entered the Emperor Realm, his combat strength had soared. Yet at the same time, his endurance had become insufficient.
After considering it again and again, Xiao Chen decided to withdraw.
As long as the green hills remained, there would be no fear of running out of firewood.
He was still young. Given time, in no more than a few years, the likes of Jin Kui would have to look up at him, never again able to catch up.
With that thought, Xiao Chen's body moved like thunder, transforming into terrifying demonic clouds as he sped through the void,