At this moment, Yang Chen's own situation was no better. Surrounded by a large number of true god stage experts, let alone saving anyone, even saving himself had become difficult.
But Yang Chen had never been one to give up easily.
Moreover, his understanding of his current strength was far from complete.
He wanted to know just how strong he was now.
"Most of them are early True God Stage experts. Those early True God Stage experts shouldn't pose any threat to me," Yang Chen muttered to himself.
His gaze was resolute, and in an instant, he vanished from where he stood.
Spear in hand, he struck. In the blink of an eye, lightning roared and flames scattered in all directions. Yang Chen tore through the crowd, killing three early True God Stage experts on the spot. Blood sprayed wildly, leaving the nearby Giant Beast Clan members pale with shock.
"Everyone, be careful! This human killed Kutu, a Mid True God Stage expert, some days ago. He's incredibly strong. Be extremely cautious when fighting him. He's no ordinary man!" a Giant Beast Clan member warned.
At this moment, Yang Chen had nothing else in his eyes. All he could think about was how to break free from this massive encirclement.
Just as this thought crossed his mind, in the distant direction beyond this checkpoint...
Above the enormous fortress of the Black Demon Clan lay a dense, black mass. Demonic qi billowed in every direction, brimming with majesty and making people afraid to approach carelessly.
Every member of this foreign race had a huge wing growing from their back. Their features resembled those of humans, yet they possessed an added wicked charm, a chilling coldness that inspired fear.
If Yang Chen had been here, he would certainly have been astonished.
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