Once Yang Chen had been surrounded, the Scorpion Ghost King stepped out from the crowd of Ghost Kings. His gaze fixed directly on Yang Chen, cold as frost from the depths of hell.
"We searched for you for so long, and finally dug you out." The Scorpion Ghost King raised the corners of his lips and said as if he were looking at a dead man, "Speak. Where is the Calamity Orb?"
Yang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, as calm as ever. Even surrounded by a group of powerful experts, his expression did not change in the slightest.
Now that the Scorpion Ghost King had spoken, Yang Chen smiled.
His smile was peaceful and relaxed.
It was as though he were speaking with an old acquaintance.
"You are the Scorpion Ghost King?" Yang Chen asked.
The Scorpion Ghost King watched Yang Chen, suspicion rising within him, because he could not sense even a trace of fear from his opponent.
This disgusted him. A mere Heavenly Separation Realm human, surrounded by so many Ghost King experts and facing certain death, should have been panicking.
But what was that expression on his face?
"That's right. It's me," the Scorpion Ghost King said in a deep voice.
Yang Chen's smile broadened. "I think you have misunderstood one thing. I stepped out here of my own accord. It was not that you found me."
By the end, Yang Chen's tone had turned cold.
For some reason, upon hearing Yang Chen's words, the Scorpion Ghost King's heart clenched for no reason. It was as if he had encountered an evil god capable of taking his life at any moment.
He had even considered fleeing, but his analysis of the current situation overcame his instincts.
He said gloomily, "Hehe, you came out voluntarily?