There was no longer a trace of a smile on Celestial Devil Ancestor's face. He stared at Lin Feng with a dark expression. After a long while, he sneered, "Heh, you're impressive, lad. You can tell that I'm injured. Indeed, I am injured, but so what? When the two of you join forces, can you destroy more than ten layers of my Celestial Devil's true form, or dozens of layers? So what if it's 100 layers, 1,000 layers, or even 10,000 layers? Even in a century, that'll only add up to a few hundred million layers of Celestial Devil's true form. To me, it's just an itch, a drop in the bucket! But can you trap me for a century?"
Killing intent filled Celestial Devil Ancestor's eyes, but he laughed coldly.
