Challenge the entire Night Spirit Race?
"First, tell me how many people are in your Night Spirit Race," Chen Changan asked.
"Not many, not many. There are only a little over three thousand of us left here."
"I'm at the peak of the Sacred God Realm."
"And there are ten at Great Perfection in the Sacred God Realm, over thirty in the late Sacred God Realm, and more than sixty..."
As the Night Spirit Race's patriarch explained, Chen Changan gained a clear understanding of their strength.
"If I defeat you, does that mean I've passed?"
"Exactly. It's that simple."
"All right, then. Let's do this."
Seeing that Chen Changan had agreed, the Night Spirit Race's patriarch moved his will, summoning all the members of the Night Spirit Race to the ninth level.
Seeing the more than three thousand people suddenly appear before him, Chen Changan remained perfectly calm.
"Are you... ready?"
Hearing this, the Night Spirit Race's patriarch's heart jolted. He hurriedly said, "We're ready, but you can't use your sword!"
He couldn't use his sword?
Clearly, the Night Spirit Race was deeply wary of Chen Changan's Red Dust Sword.
"Don't worry. I absolutely won't use my sword."
"Now... can we begin?"
"Good. Attack!"
Before the words had even faded, Chen Changan's figure suddenly vanished from before them.
As the saying went, capture the bandit king first. Chen Changan's first target was the Night Spirit Race's patriarch.
"The Space Law? What a coincidence. I have it too."
The Night Spirit Race's patriarch was also highly skilled in the Space Law. In an instant, he had already discerned Chen Changan's intentions.
But discerning them was one thing; whether he could withstand them was another.
"How could this..."
He had clearly sensed where Chen Changan would appear. He had clearly prepared for