Disliked by an Ancient God realm expert?

Die in the trial?

Chen Changan calmly glanced at the Grand Elder of the Rakshasa Clan and smiled. "You're so sure I'll die?"

"Hmph."

"You may have some ability, but do you really think just anyone can withstand this trial?"

"If you're scared, you can still leave now."

"Otherwise, you're as good as dead," the Grand Elder said coldly.

"Interesting."

"Then what if I don't die?"

"How about a bet?" Chen Changan asked with a smile.

A bet?

The Grand Elder glanced at Chen Changan in confusion. He had the feeling that Chen Changan seemed utterly confident.

Where did his confidence come from?

His strength?

Or was he just talking big, running his mouth?

Impossible!

He was only at the Half-step Divine Emperor level. Even if his combat strength was heaven-defying, matching a Divine Emperor would be the best he could manage.

His potential was impressive, but the Grand Elder would never believe he could pass the trial.

"Do you think I have any reason to bet with a dead man?"

"What would winning get me if you're already dead?" the Grand Elder said coldly.

"So you're afraid?"

"Afraid? What a joke. Why would I be afraid? There's just nothing in it for me," the Grand Elder said coldly.

"Nothing in it for you?"

"There'll definitely be something in it for you."

"If you win, this sword is yours. How about it?"

This sword?

Hearing Chen Changan's offer, the Grand Elder looked toward the Red Dust Sword. At the sight of it, his heart jolted.

This sword... was extraordinary! Truly extraordinary!

How did this kid get his hands on such a fine divine weapon?

The Grand Elder took a more serious look at Chen Changan. There was something off about this kid.

"I... won't bet."

After hesitating for a moment,