How Can You Stop Me?

"Jail King!"

Ye Chen murmured a name.

The cold-faced middle-aged man was none other than Jail King, Sect Leader of the Nethergate Sect, one of the nine sects of the True Spirit Continent. According to legend, Jail King was a Top-tier King, with combat strength equal to Evil King's—a four-star overlord. Unexpectedly, he had now become an Emperor-level King, no weaker than the Yellow Robe Old Oddity. On second thought, it was understandable. Legends were legends of the past; it was impossible for him to have made no progress at all.

Ye Chen did not stop him and simply watched Jail King leave.

"So Ye Chen didn't dare stop me. Looks like he doesn't have the confidence to hold me back."

While flying, a cold smile curled across Jail King's lips.

He had used only eighty percent of his strength in that move which killed the Savage Dragon.

Primordial beasts shared one trait: every one of them was enormous, bloodthirsty, and savage. Unlike modern demon beasts, some of which were large and some small, some vicious and some docile, the smallest primordial beast Ye Chen had encountered since entering Desolate Wilds Ridge was the size of a water buffalo. It was a primordial poison mosquito, capable of sucking a mammoth dry into a mummified corpse in a single breath.

Unlike Jail King, he did not kill primordial beasts to seize their demon cores.

Once demon beasts reached the Spirit Sea Realm, their demon cores would transform into demon power. However, a small portion of primordial beasts retained their demon cores. These cores were the essence of their demon power.

But primordial beasts could only be found in Desolate Wilds Ridge and a few rare places. Killing them was too much of a waste.

Still, there was one kind of