Immediately afterwards, a green figure appeared half-way up in the air, treading on the void. The sound of sonic booms reverberated through heaven and earth as he charged like a wild bull. In an instant, he traversed tens of feet of space, and his combat Qi instantly gathered in his long spear to form a fierce glow, stabbing out from mid-air.
This spear was so powerful that it was peerless. The air roars violently where the long spear passes by and even seems ready to explode within each breath. Xuan Kun, previously standing with his hands behind his back on the bronze battle chariot, suddenly changed color. He was shocked to find that in just a few days, Xiao Chen's strength had once again increased. Could it be that Xiao Chen was really chosen by the heavenly fate, and the Gu Yuan Tribe was destined to rule this land and dominate it as kings?
"Even if you are chosen by fate, as the tribe leader, I will go against it and kill you. Then the fortune you carry will belong to me."