Chen Chen rolled his eyes and said, "Sacred King Nether River said the same thing back then. He passed away peacefully."
Battle Saint King's expression turned extremely ugly as he coldly asked, "He has indeed fallen. Spiritual Master Divine Turtle, let me ask you, where is the other immortal? Also, what is your identity?"
The corners of Chen Chen's mouth curled up slightly. He lightly laughed before turning around and leaving, no longer paying any attention to the battle Saint King.
The words he had said earlier had already served their purpose. It would be a waste of time to say anything else.
On the other side, the battle Saint King looked at Chen Chen's retreating figure, his eyes filled with coldness.
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Time flowed like water, and seven days had unknowingly passed.
