Hecheng, North City Gate Plaza.
Deathly silence.
All eyes were fixed on the man whose body was engulfed in flames.
Chen, even more so, had recognized his identity in an instant!
'Xiaoyu…'
Chen's mind was in utter chaos.
Although at this moment, Chen Yu had changed into a different set of clothes, with a scarf wrapped around his face. The hat on his head had been swapped for an ancient official's hat, its long "wings" serving to hide his identity.
But as a father, how could he not recognize his own son's stature?
"To think…"
"…"
"He has become a Transcendent."
The old man muttered to himself, in a daze.
…
"Didn't see that coming." The man in sunglasses standing on the "execution platform" slowly lowered his rifle, revealing what he believed to be a well-intentioned smile: "Dude, you really showed up."
Chen Yu, maintaining a maniacal expression, stepped forward with legs that trembled with contained power, approaching the man in sunglasses step by step.
