Jiang Chen was acting somewhat strangely just then. He turned back, paying no attention to the constantly distorting exit of the Restricted Zone, and instead began scrutinizing the Supreme Powerhouses.
As he looked, he muttered to himself, his gaze shifting uncertainly.
"One, two, three..."
"A little difficult. No, there are too many people. This should be very difficult. Just what should I do?"
Gradually, a troubled expression appeared on his face.
Tie Zhu instantly went deathly pale. "What? Dad! Even you aren't confident this time? I knew it! You've only got an impressive background and origins, and you're still growing. Facing that old bastard, the Master of the Artifact Gate, is probably dangerous."
"What are we waiting for? Run! Your son will carry you and run like the wind. Let's go find Reincarnation to back us up!"
Jiang Chen was still hesitating. After all, he had never done a deal this big in his life, and it was truly difficult to make a decision on the spot.
Crack.
Something seemed to shatter just then, followed by a furious shout. Terrifying pressure swept outward like a gale, filling the surroundings, while almost tangible killing intent locked onto everyone present.
The Kings instantly felt as though they had plunged into an ice cellar, their bodies trembling instinctively.
"You insolent brat, your time has come! Surrender your head!"
The Master of the Artifact Gate emerged, covered in blood, his furious expression like a lion's. He held a burning spear inscribed with countless intricate, ancient patterns.
Its searing heat distorted the space within a hundred meters!
This was extraordinary. Even in the Mortal World, only an attack from a High-Rank King could shake space.
A weapon merely resting there nearly exceeded what a hundred meters of space could bear. This meant that an ordinary