"You don't know what you're talking about. How powerful is the Group Leader? He's above the Saints. Do you really think he wouldn't know about our little tricks?" Chen Meijia said with a roll of her eyes.
"Exactly. Maybe the Group Leader just likes this... ahhhhhhh!"
Zhang Wei was wearing a lecherous, wicked grin as he spoke, but before he could finish, a gentle breeze sent him flying into the sky...
"..." Hu Yifei and the others.
The Group Leader... was simply terrifying!
No one knew when, but Chen Tian left Saint Ancestor City. Zhuge Dali announced that she was entering seclusion to refine the origin Chen Tian had given her and rapidly increase her strength!
As for Chen Tian, he came to the human race.
"Not bad, not bad. As expected of the Witch Clan, their bodies are naturally powerful." Chen Tian stood ten thousand zhang above the Jiuli Tribe and smiled. "But with a Profound Immortal body, you want to fight a Quasi-Saint? Don't be ridiculous..."
"Whoosh...!!!" Chen Tian then sent a strand of aura into Chiyou's body below.
"Boom...!!!"
In an instant, a tremendous boom erupted from within Chiyou's body. His aura then grew increasingly vast, and an immensely powerful gale blasted away every tribesman within a hundred meters of him! Houses collapsed...
At that moment, Chiyou was actually sitting cross-legged on the ground. Fiendish energy churned around his body, and a phantom appeared behind him. It had eight legs, three heads, six arms, a bronze head, and an iron forehead!
Most terrifying of all, the world's fiendish energy around him transformed the phantom into a solid entity!
The Jiuli Tribe's people watched this scene in fear, but no one left. For some reason, they were not harmed by the fiendish energy. Instead, they absorbed it!