The young man in the black robe stared at Lin Chen, his eyes growing colder, "You've certainly got some nerve to talk like that here. Don't you have a fear of death?"
Lin Chen said with a laugh, "I'm already in this state; how much worse can it get? But dying without knowing who you are, that I can't accept."
The young man in the black robe looked at Lin Chen coldly, "Talkative, aren't you? Break his legs!"
The middle-aged man standing by nodded, turned around, and reached out for Lin Chen. At the same time, he released the force of his domain in an instant, intending to trap Lin Chen and the others for an easy kill.
Chu Jia Xue took a step forward, shielding Lin Chen, and casually pointed a finger.
A point of radiance flew from Chu Jia Xue's fingertip, instantly tearing through the middle-aged man's domain, the light rapidly closing in on him.
The middle-aged man was taken aback. How could he have expected Chu Jia Xue to be so fierce?
