"Which of the Demon Clan are you? State your name."
Feng Wuchen asked with a cold laugh, his gaze calmly sizing up Ao Tian.
"Ao Tian." Ao Tian answered unhurriedly, showing no fear even though he was alone.
An evil and terrifying aura spread out, making people feel afraid.
"You came alone, aren't you afraid of dying?" Feng Wuchen asked with a cold laugh.
"You are still not my opponent, even if you have a Divine Artifact," Ao Tian replied haughtily.
"I don't need to move personally to kill you; with just one command, I can turn you into ashes," Feng Wuchen said with a cold laugh, his eyes turning icy in an instant.
Ao Tian was powerful. Aside from the Flame Dragon, the Primordial Ancient beasts, and Long Can, there was likely no one who could match him.
"Feng Wuchen, the young master has sent me to deliver a message to you," Ao Tian said coldly, his icy gaze fixed on Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen raised his eyebrows and chuckled coldly, "Let's hear it."
