"How so, you wish to take action?"
Chen Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze dominating.
Had it been half a day earlier, and Chen Yuan faced Chu Renlong while uttering such words, the crowd would have thought he had gone mad.
But at this moment, even an ordinary cultivator could tell that Chen Yuan possessed the strength to battle Chu Renlong.
For a moment.
Heaven and Earth.
All fell silent.
Countless people held their breath.
On one side was the Extreme North's first True Monarch, Yin Yang Sect's Chu Renlong.
On the other, the awe-inspiring Chen Yuan; if these two were to clash, such a battle would undoubtedly be dazzling beyond compare.
Chu Renlong stood in the void, his hands tightly clenched, the Yin and Yang Qi in his eyes flickering indecisively, until at last, he waved his sleeve and turned to leave.
"Fellow Daoist is so arrogantly overbearing, you will certainly taste bitter fruit. The next time we meet, I will not hold back!"
