Neither side spoke.
Not even a telepathic communication occurred.
But Chen Fan sensed the surging negative emotions.
Endless hatred, murderous intent, destruction...
Chen Fan's body, transitioning from ethereal to solid, stood in the sky and said indifferently, "A few days ago, I obliterated a remnant soul of the 11th Void Sovereign."
"After that, I devoured a bit of power from the 7th Void Sovereign."
"And who are you supposed to be?"
He spoke in the language of the Divine Domain.
Yet his voice was transmitted through the fluctuations of divine sense.
Even if there were a pig before him, it could understand his words.
As expected...
A strand of divine sense communicated back: "Who are you?"
With a thought, Chen Fan's divine power manifested the Heaven-severing Demon Sword in his right hand.
The eyes on that huge head below suddenly burst forth with a blinding light!
"It's you!"
