Chen Changan faced six Minor World Lord Realm powerhouses alone.
This was also the first time Chen Changan had truly fought against powerhouses at the Minor World Lord Realm.
None of these people could be underestimated. Their combat strength seemed to surpass that of the Burning Nether Realm Lord.
In a one-on-one fight, Chen Changan felt he might still have a chance. But taking on all six at once was no easy task.
At this point, Chen Changan had no other choice. Relying on their overwhelming strength, these people had no intention of talking with him. His only option was to fight.
With a sword in hand, Chen Changan darted among the six. His extreme speed and simple yet devastating swordsmanship made them furrow their brows.
"How can this kid be so strong?"
"That palm just now clearly hit him. Why is he completely unharmed?"
"This makes no sense. The six of us attacked him. Even if we weren't using our full strength, there's no way he should have held out this long."
"There's something fishy about this kid. Damn it, I doubt he's even some damned Half-step Realm Lord Realm cultivator."
Chen Changan's tenacity left all six of them frowning.
Elsewhere, though they had gone a long way off, Mu Yunyao and the other two were still watching Chen Changan with concern.
"Looks like he's not dead yet," the Great Protector said nervously.
"If you don't know how to talk, maybe you should keep quiet," the Burning Nether Realm Lord said, giving the Great Protector a helpless look.
Hearing him, the Great Protector realized that what he'd said probably hadn't been quite right.
"I mean..."
"It's fine. Chen Changan won't die that easily. That's his greatest advantage."
"These six are harder to deal with than they look. Alone, Chen