Chen Fei glanced at Si Tuze, his figure flickering as he flew into the distance.
When ordinary Earth God Realm cultivators ran into a Twelfth-Order Primal Fiend, they hurriedly fled. Even with their own Heavenly God Realm at the side, they still had to avoid being the fish in the moat when disaster struck and would withdraw at once.
They were inside the secret realm now, and the power of a Twelfth-Order Primal Fiend was suppressed, but it was still far stronger than the Earth God Realm Late Stage—or even the Earth God Realm Peak.
One only had to think of how Chen Fei had slain those Eleventh-Order Primal Fiends with a single sword strike in the illusion to understand how vast the gap was between an ordinary Earth God Realm and a sealed Twelfth-Order Primal Fiend.
Chen Fei had no obligation to answer the Twelfth-Order Primal Fiend's question, nor was it possible for him to truly answer anything. As for something like killing all the Eleventh-Order Primal Fiends, he could simply pretend he had not understood.
Si Tuze watched Chen Fei flee in panic, black light flickering constantly in the depths of his eyes as he tried to calculate at close range whether all this had truly been Chen Fei's doing.
Si Tuze naturally knew that Chen Fei could not possibly answer his question. Even if it truly had been Chen Fei, he would definitely pretend nothing had happened.
But Si Tuze had still come, because at such a close distance, he could deduce whether the Earth God Weapons and spirit essences of those Eleventh-Order Primal Fiends were on Chen Fei.
Those spirit essences and Earth God Weapons, added together, were an extremely exaggerated fortune, far beyond the wealth any Earth God Realm ought to possess, and not something