Hei Yuan was stunned when he heard Li Chen calling his ancestor a mangy dog.
Utterly stunned!
"You're seeking death, boy!"
Hei Yuan shouted angrily, his black wings, which were just folded, opened again like a peacock spreading its tail.
Then, an unbridled and overwhelming gang wind swept toward Li Chen with a terrifying force that seemed to crush the heavens and earth.
Hei Yuan's combat power was basically on par with Zhao Wudi.
If he showed his true form, he might have a slight advantage.
However, in Li Chen's eyes, it was all the same.
Li Chen rose into the air, resembling a relegated immortal, floating above the void.
Then, from his left palm, a golden sun rose.
From his right palm, a bright moon ascended.
To everyone's astonishment, Li Chen forcefully merged the sun and moon together.
"Swish!"
A dazzling light instantly pierced through the sky with unstoppable force, pressing down on Hei Yuan.
Seeing Li Chen unleash such a terrifying attack, Hei Yuan stood frozen.
