"Can you come, but I can't?"
Ji Chen slowly walked to the front of the crowd, locking gazes with the numerous Ancient Race cultivators present.
"You killed so many of my Ancient Race in Yao City, and you still dare to show up. You really have a death wish!" A powerful demon race member stepped out with a cold snort, then strode forward aggressively, his clenched fist aiming a punch at Ji Chen.
"Bang!"
In an instant, Ji Chen sent the demon race member flying with a single punch.
In this underground palace, everyone's cultivation was suppressed to nothing, and Ji Chen, possessing the Hongmeng Body, had an absolute advantage.
This was why he dared to stand before everyone without any fear of the Ancient Race.
"Want to fight? I'm happy to oblige."
Ji Chen stood quietly, his face showing no fear.
"You!"
The demon race member who was struck back appeared slightly pale now.
The power of the Hongmeng Body shocked him, and the force of that punch far exceeded his expectations.
