In the thousand meters long, wide, and high spacious chamber, Ye Chen and the Young Undying Demon Lord stood in the center, confronting each other. The latter Lord stood tall with a height of 1.9 meters like a straight spear, his black hair fluttering like a flag.
"You're pretty unfortunate!" Young Undying Lord said with curled lips.
"Why?" Ye Chen asked.
"You ran into me, of course!" In Young Undying Demon Lord's heart, Lashan Mei was already his. He would not allow any other male to get close to her. Thus, Ye Chen had already touched his reverse scale.
"Let me return those words back to you then." Ye Chen said indifferently.
"Words won't save you. In a moment, you won't even be able to get it up."
"Ha!"
