Facing Heaven's questioning, Chen Changsheng glanced at Feichen and the others in the distance and said calmly.
"I can't help it. These are all the people I have on hand right now, so you'll just have to make do."
"Oh, come on!"
"If I defeated you without any pressure at all, wouldn't that be far too boring?"
"You should call the Desolate Heaven Emperor back and have him fight me properly. And while you're at it, use your God-Slaying Weapon."
"No!"
Chen Changsheng shook his head, rejecting Heaven's suggestion. "Wu Li and the God-Slaying Weapon are meant to deter the Giant Hand's side."
"So you went to the Giant Hand for help!"
"No wonder you look so confident. How long until they reach the Chang Sheng Epoch?"
"Nine hundred years."
"No problem. I'll kill all of them within four hundred years, then spend another five hundred hunting you down."
"Or you can run to the Giant Hand's side and hide right now."
"We'll see whether I can cut off that head of yours when the time comes."
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "I know you're strong, but aren't you being a little too wildly arrogant?"
"If your strength were as formidable as your mouth, you wouldn't have fled in such a sorry state after getting beaten back then."
"That defeat back then truly was my shame, but haven't I returned with a vengeance?"
"For now, I can't find 'him,' so I'll just have to start cutting with you people."
"If even you people can threaten me, wouldn't that prove all my years of cultivation were wasted?"
Facing Heaven's words, Chen Changsheng said calmly, "I don't have any extra men. If you've got what it takes, go ahead and kill them all."
"And if you truly