As the fog was dispersed by the primordial fire mana, Chen Feng saw a white shadow constantly retreating, trying to hide in the more distant fog.
"Where do you think you're going."
Chen Feng reached out his hand, and the primordial fire mana transformed into a mana sword, slashing over.
Boom.
In the blink of an eye, the distant sky seemed to split and the ground to shatter as the mana light soared into the sky.
At the same time, a shrill scream came through, extremely piercing.
Chen Feng took a step like an arrow and charged over, grabbing a white ape that had been hiding in the fog.
The white ape looked very old, with eyes full of vicissitudes, staring at Chen Feng.
At this moment, its brow was burning, continuously eroded by the primordial fire mana.
Chen Feng stared at the white ape and said, "Why attack us? Fine, you're not wrong to attack us, but can't you be less despicable? It's very annoying."
"You... are already half-dead."
The white ape spoke.
