Inside the purple eyes, the pupils turned blood-red.
His figure became more majestic and powerful, and with a slight effort of his terrifying back muscles, he formed a groove resembling the character "Yi."
A faint, crystalline glimmer emerged from his bare skin.
"Indeed some strength, no wonder you dare attack my Royal City."
"But Jia Loulan, who are you exactly, and why do I find the Secret Technique on you somewhat familiar? Have we met somewhere before?"
Looking at the rising purple flames above Yi Chen's Cultivation Body, the familiarity in the heart of the Western Extreme Demon Lord grew thicker, causing his brows to furrow unconsciously.
"Are you thinking about your mother, I have long heard among the four great Demon Lords, only the Western Extreme Demon Lord, Kun Yue, lacks the demeanor of a powerhouse. Could it be that you are trying to frame me as a part of the Human Race?"
"A leader of a nation should fight if he wants to, take this!"
