"Prophet Demon Master Bayan, is this all the elite you brought can do?" Ye Zhen's face and eyes brimmed with disdain and provocation.
Yet Ye Zhen's provocation did not end there. After speaking, he crooked a finger toward Prophet Demon Master Bayan. "Who's next? Who dares?"
"Them? Or will they come at me together? Or will Prophet Demon Master Bayan personally step in?"
The sight of Ye Zhen crooking his little finger at Prophet Demon Master Bayan set every Creation Realm member of the Devil Race present ablaze with fury.
For any faction, a Creation Realm Divine King was a leader, a banner. How could they allow a Half-step Creation Realm like Ye Zhen to provoke one so wantonly?
The Creation Realm disciples of the Five Immortals Sect watching from afar were also dumbfounded at this sight.
Ye Zhen was actually directly provoking Bayan, a Creation Realm Divine King.
It was over. This time, it was truly over!
Yet Ye Zhen himself, the man at the center of it all, was not flustered in the slightest. He merely kept himself fully on guard as he waited for the Devil Race's next challenger.
Have Ye Zhen face sixty-one Creation Realm experts of the Devil Race alone, including a Creation Realm Divine King?
Absolutely impossible.
Precisely for this reason, Ye Zhen had not even brought Yi Lie and the other three with him this time. He had another plan.
But that did not prevent Ye Zhen from provoking them so brazenly now.
Among Creation Realm experts, ranks were rigidly stratified, and every major realm stood separated by an enormous gulf.
In most cases, Creation Realm Divine Beings regarded martial artists below the Creation Realm as ants, to say nothing of Creation Realm Divine Generals.
Let alone Creation Realm Divine Kings.
A Creation