"Ha-ha, a Martial God Realm expert? He isn't here right now, so he can't protect you. Even if he were standing right in front of me, I would still dare to kill you, let alone now that he isn't here." Jiang Chen said.
Hearing Jiang Chen's words, Chu Changhe widened his eyes in disbelief. Jiang Chen actually didn't even put a Martial God Realm expert in his eyes?
Could it be that some major power stood behind him?
Was he completely unafraid of Dark Nether?
But on Tianwu Continent, there weren't many forces that could stand shoulder to shoulder with Dark Nether.
"What are you?" Chu Changhe asked.
Before dying, he had to know Jiang Chen's identity. Otherwise, he would die with his eyes open.
"Since you're about to die, there's no harm in telling you. My name is Jiang Chen. There's no power behind me that can serve as my backer. Just consider me a Rogue Cultivator." Jiang Chen said.
Jiang Chen hadn't lied. The Dragon Gate he had founded was even weaker than Jiang Chen himself and couldn't provide him with any powerful assistance. Instead, it needed Jiang Chen's support.
The Dragon Gate housed Jiang Chen's friends and relatives. It was a place he cared about deeply.
"Rogue Cultivator..." Hearing Jiang Chen's words, Chu Changhe—a dignified Saint Child of Dark Nether's Northern Region branch—couldn't believe he was actually going to die at the hands of a Rogue Cultivator. It was utterly laughable.
But Jiang Chen's strength was powerful. That much was true.
"All right, you can be on your way. You people from Dark Nether have committed countless evil deeds and offended who knows how many people. They don't dare seek revenge against you, but I do. I'll wipe out Dark Nether in the future, and your father