The Poluo Behemoth ancestor knew humans like the back of his hand. He did not know everything about them, but he knew their military outview. The humans would never allow a genius like Chu Feng to die for nothing. Since that was so, Chu Feng definitely had a trump card, and he definitely had the strength to fight him to the end. If that was really the case, it woudl be hopeless for him.
Thinking back, if there really was a human who would commit such a suicide attack, then it must be out of a sense of sacrifice for the sake of the race. It was this kind of noble consciousness that made such self-sacrifice possible. When he recalled the time when humans rose to power and the uncountable totems who were chased out of the Blue Plane, the Poluo Behemoth ancestor felt his entire body trembling and sweat pouring down. The deepest fear in his heart was thus stimulated, and a chill that climbed up his spine instantly spread throughout his entire body.
