"I, Yang Chen, am a disciple under Grand Ancestor Sun, a transcendent realm expert of the Profound Dao Sect. I cultivated for less than a hundred years before reaching the Nirvana Stage cultivation I possess today, with eight thousand seven hundred Dao Intent Inscriptions, wielding several kinds of Dao Intent. I have fought for my race in places such as the Great Secret Realm and spatial nodes, slain countless aliens, and rendered illustrious merits for my race!"
Yang Chen said calmly, "Who do you say I am? The Southern Realm? Sorry, but my race had long since secured a slot for me there as well. I can go there too!"
Hearing Yang Chen's words, both Purple Lightning and Golden Emperor were startled.
"Reaching the Nirvana Stage in less than a hundred years of cultivation? Do you think you're some genius from the Southern Realm?" Golden Emperor erupted in fury.
"You can test me. Whether it is true or not, saying it with your mouth means nothing." Yang Chen stood with his hands behind his back.
Golden Emperor was thoroughly shaken.
Could Golden Claw's friend truly be such a heaven-defying monster?
Eight thousand seven hundred Dao Intent Inscriptions were already astonishing. That was also why, although he had just made a move to intimidate Yang Chen, he had not agreed to let someone from Dragon Valley crush him.
The strongest Nirvana Stage cultivator in Dragon Valley possessed only six thousand eight hundred Dao Intent Inscriptions.
Dragon Valley's people were actually inferior to other races in cultivating Dao Intent Inscriptions, because Dragon Valley relied too heavily on its innate talents.
Had he not known that Purple Lightning had been effortlessly defeated by Yang Chen, he might have summoned the strongest Nirvana Stage true dragon of Dragon Valley.
But after witnessing Yang Chen