Zhao Zhenxuan's mood at this moment could only be described as infuriated.
As an Innate powerhouse who had been in control of Red Cliff City for several decades, his spirits and will were naturally very strong.
Yet witnessing one elite death squad after another being calmly killed by Wang Chen, and being unable to stop it, even with his deep calculations, made him feel as if his eyes were about to crack open.
Regrettably, no matter how hard Zhao Zhenxuan tried, he was always a step behind Wang Chen.
The two of them chased each other around in the underground cavern, their figures hardly visible, accompanied only by scream after scream, as the number of surviving green-robed martial artists dwindled.
But these death squads were also brave, not running away or begging for mercy even in such circumstances.
The final outcome was that they all died under Wang Chen's spear.
It all happened in less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea!
