Seeing Tu Yang's familiar actions, Chen Chen took a deep breath.
Although this Tu Yang was a little clever, he wasn't hard to fool. The one who was truly hard to deal with was sacred king Nether River, who had lived for God knows how many years.
Only if he could fool sacred King Nether River would this matter be considered a success.
After waiting quietly for a moment, Tu Yang's eyes turned gray, and an indistinct aura appeared on his body.
Then, an old but powerful voice echoed in the hall.
"I heard that Chen Chen has fallen. Was it your anti-heaven Alliance?"
Xie tianxing replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "That's right."
He was now a peak Mahayana expert, and his strength was no weaker than sacred king Nether River's, so there was no need to be too polite when he spoke.
Sacred King Nether River looked at Xie tianxing, and a strange expression that was not a smile appeared on his face.