This gaze made the four men very uncomfortable, intensifying the agony of Xiao Chen's injuries.
"Who do you think you are, considering yourself invincible just because you've reached the Transcendence Ninth Heaven?"
"We will torment you until you die today!"
The menacing voices echoed across the ruins.
Xiao Chen, coughing up blood, sneered, "My cultivation at the Transcendence Ninth Heaven may not mean much, but can your family present a young expert of my age who could compete with me? I could wipe out all the young generation of your family. Give me a few more years, even you would be as weak as clay chickens and pottery dogs in front of me."
Xiao Chen's defeat wasn't due to his own cultivation, but the enemy was too strong, much more sophisticated than him. His repeated defiance against the four was merely a tactic to buy time.
