Zhou Hong, being the Candidate Saint Son of Azure Sky Peak, held an esteemed position.
But now, he was forced by Ye Chen, a mere Divine Mansion Realm Cultivator, to unleash his Bloodline Power.
For him, this was undoubtedly a humiliating disgrace.
Even if today, he managed to suppress Ye Chen, he might still become a laughingstock in others' idle gossip.
Thinking of this, he felt an impulse of frenzy, and even his eyes flashed with terrifying killing intent.
"What? Can't afford to lose? I, Ye Chen, am not someone you can just pinch like a soft persimmon. If you don't scram, I'll show no mercy, even if you are the Candidate Saint Son of Azure Sky Peak," Ye Chen said with a cold, commanding smile.
He, too, could feel the intense killing intent emanating from Zhou Hong.
If it weren't for his power being formidable enough, today's outcome would have been exceedingly tragic.
So, towards someone like Zhou Hong, he didn't show any courtesy.
