After reaching the True God Realm, Yang Chen rarely felt the thrill of a well-matched opponent.
Early Stage of True God, too weak; Middle True God Stage, not enough to fight; Late True God Realm, too strong... There was always the feeling that there was no opponent with matching strength for him.
But now, he had encountered one.
This puppet had actually aroused the long-hidden battle desire in his heart, giving him the desire and thoughts of fighting.
For many years, Yang Chen was no longer the passionate young man from the past. What remained was the calmness that had settled over the years. At this time, the fighting intent was provoked, and all the reasons were due to the strength of the opponent, which was surprisingly similar to his own.
"Hahaha, good!" Yang Chen let out a wild laugh, and then the Inch Snow Divine Spear violently stirred, with powerful strength.
Next, he and the puppet both retreated two steps!
