Chen Feng spoke with utter seriousness, but Wang Hao burst into laughter when he heard it.
"Hahaha!"
"Chen Changsheng, these little brats are rather interesting!"
"I've teased them this much, yet they still haven't broken."
Facing Wang Hao's words, Chen Changsheng said calmly, "Everyone has their own path. They are not like Little Wood and the others."
"So naturally, the methods you used against Little Wood's group won't work on them."
"So that's how it is!"
"I knew it. You, Chen Changsheng, definitely wouldn't walk the old path."
As he spoke, Wang Hao put away the mockery on his face and said seriously, "Kid, I'll be waiting for you to come to the Chang Sheng Epoch and chop me down."
"When the time comes, remember to put some strength into it. Otherwise, this old ancestor won't feel a thing."
The Wang Hao now was vastly different from the Wang Hao before.
If the previous Wang Hao had been a fickle petty man, then the current Wang Hao was an incomparably arrogant Demon Lord.
Seeing this, Chen Feng was just about to say something when Chen Changsheng interrupted him from the side.
"Alright, there's no need to argue with him."
"In terms of status and strength, he truly has the qualifications to look down on you."
"As the greatest Demon Cultivator of the Chang Sheng Epoch, crushing you to death is as easy as crushing an ant."
"If you fall into his hands, death would absolutely be the best possible outcome."
After briefly speaking to Chen Feng, Chen Changsheng turned to Wang Hao.
"Why is the Heavenly Court in such a sorry state?"
"With the Heavenly Court's strength and foundation, it shouldn't be like this."
Facing Chen Changsheng's question, Wang Hao smacked his lips. "The Heavenly Court's strength is indeed not