"It took a lot of guts for you to make a scene here. I'm wondering why you did it," Jiang Chen said coldly, gazing at the angry old man in the air, while throwing Gao Jin's dead body away casually.
The old man's face was heavily wrinkled, but except for that, others did not feel he was an old man at all, probably because his wide open eyes were glowing with anger.
He had long, flaming red hair, the luster of which would change with his mood.
Compared with the Martial Arts Saint reduced to a Blood Slave whom he had killed in the World of Bloody Sea, the man in front of him at the moment was much stronger.
But it was not a problem for Jiang Chen at all.
They were in the Heavenly Palace. The Divine Tree of Creatures, the Devil Slaughter Tower, and the tactical formation deployed by him could help him get rid of the enemy easily.