"So that's how it is."
Zhang Xiaoshan looked at the overwhelming divine power emanating from Chen Jiao, and finally understood.
No wonder Chen Jiao agreed to put the solo duel a month later; that was the critical period for Chen Jiao to step into the divine realm.
This month allowed Chen Jiao to stabilize his divine realm cultivation.
At this moment, he was naturally at ease.
"So this is your confidence."
Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Chen Jiao, his eyes filled with rage.
Chen Jiao was smug.
"Kid, I originally wanted to kill you at the peak of Qi Refinement. I never thought your strength was strong enough, truly a rare genius in the mortal world, but unfortunately, you shouldn't have provoked me."
"Now, let me show you the power of the divine realm."
"Rise."
Chen Jiao raised his right hand.
"Rumble..."
"Splash-splash."
The previously calm surface of Lake Wei River boiled over.
Next, four thick chains appeared.
Each one was as thick as an adult's thigh.
