No matter how he tried, he could not fathom how Yi Chen had broken through to the Demigod realm in just a few short months.
He refused to believe it. Only a handful of days had passed.
"You little bastard, one day I'll tear you into ten thousand pieces!"
The Black-Robed Elder roared through gritted teeth.
"Old fool, you think you're worthy of taking revenge on me?"
Just as the Black-Robed Elder's furious curses faded, an icy voice suddenly rang out above his head.
"Who? Who's there?"
The Black-Robed Elder jumped in fright and hurriedly looked up.
Yet all he saw was the vast, empty space above him. Where was anyone hiding?
"I don't care who you are. All of you will die here today!"
The Black-Robed Elder snorted coldly, a trace of apprehension flashing through his eyes. He spun around and fled into the distance.
Yi Chen's figure slowly emerged in the air, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"Old monster, you think you can escape? You're not good enough!"
Yi Chen flickered and vanished from the spot.
His speed was incredible. In the mere blink of an eye, he appeared before the Black-Robed Elder.
"You little bastard, don't even dream of hurting me!"
The Black-Robed Elder panicked at the sight of Yi Chen.
He had never expected his opponent to be so fast.
"You'd better surrender without a fight and spare us the wasted breath."
Yi Chen sneered and drove a fist toward the Black-Robed Elder.
"This is bad!"
The Black-Robed Elder's expression changed drastically, and he tried to dodge.
But Yi Chen's fist had already locked onto him, leaving him no chance to evade it.
The Black-Robed Elder let out an unwilling growl. His body instantly swelled, transforming into a Black Demon a hundred zhang tall.