章節 1962: The Demon Of The Spirit Race

Bai Chen only felt a powerful spiritual power tearing through the air, as if it was trying to imprison his thoughts. He could not help but frown and said indifferently, "I am Bai Chen."

At the same time, the leaf from the Heaven's fate tree emitted a ball of green light from Bai Chen's Dantian. In an instant, it rose to the position of the head, protecting the head's spiritual sense.

The middle-aged man who was formed from the black fog revealed a surprised expression and said, "Eh, I didn't expect you to have such a thing to protect you. Your Luck is not bad..."

Bai Chen smiled faintly and said, "I wonder why you have come to find me?"

His smile was calm, as if he did not realize that he was facing an extremely terrifying devil.

His life depended on the other party's will.

Bai Chen still used his usual calm tone to converse with the other party. Not only was he neither servile nor overbearing, but he was also commanding and condescending.