The Evil Blood Emperor became one of the eight groups of spiritual beings. In addition, thanks to the Buddhist Relic, naga and deva's strengths had reached new heights.
After all, the Evil Blood Emperor alone might be enough to kill this old man.
"Stop!" The old man cried uneasily. He was really afraid that Jiang Chen would kill him mercilessly.
However, when he had called for a truce, Azure Demon kept on attacking him. Jiang Chen did not say anything either.
"Won't you stop until one of us dies for real? I'll burn this place down. Do you believe it or not? All of your clansmen will die tragically!" the old man cursed cruelly. Despite being a Martial Arts Saint, he was really clutching at straws at the moment--he would say whatever it took.
"It's impossible," Jiang Chen said coldly.
Jiang Chen called the black dragon out to collaborate with the Azure Demon just in case the old man overreacted.
