In this situation, the King of Gilded Toads and all his demons finally attacked in unison. The oppressive terror of their Demon Qi was enough to strike fear into anyone's heart. Under such a terrifying siege, even a Powerhouse of the Qi Refining Ninth Layer would likely feel a chill of dread.
And now, Chen Fei...
"Hm!? That little bastard..." But the next moment, as the King of Gilded Toads raised his head, expecting to enjoy the sight of panic or fear on Chen Fei's face, his pupils violently contracted again. He saw that Chen Fei was smiling.
That's right. The little bastard was smiling again. What on earth is he laughing at!? Could he truly be so naive as to believe he can still turn the tables in this situation? Is he dreaming!? What does this little bastard think he is!?
