The Primal Chaos Vermilion Bird’s expression changed in an instant, and its killing intent made Long Chen’s heart tremble. Here, in its mental world, the bird was invincible. On the other hand, Long Chen did not possess the slightest ability to resist. He was alone here.0

“I don’t like being threatened,” Long Chen said coldly, his gaze unwavering. “I respect you not because you’re a Primal Chaos Vermilion Bird, but because you’ve merged with my little sister. My spine can break, but it will never bend. My head will not lower to anyone.”0

Though he was no more than an ant in comparison, he stared...0