Are you hoping I die?

"You colluded with these Southeast Asian dogs to set up my Chen family's Great Yin Gathering Formation?"

Chen Shou'an grabbed Chen Huai'ren and lifted him up. He was utterly heartbroken by this unfilial son!

He wished he could slap him to death!

The Southeast Asians all turned around and stared at Chen Shou'an in shock.

Chen Shou'an is not dead?

He's still alive? How is that old guy still alive? The Blood Fiend's corpse has already been taken back!

Could it be that he killed the Blood Fiend Elder and was completely unharmed?

This...this is impossible!!!

Su Charlie's legs trembled; he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

He took a quick step forward and tremblingly hid behind Grandmaster Zhakun. The aura that Chen Shou'an unleashed was terrifying.

You could crush yourself with just one finger!

"Hmm?" Zakun frowned.

Because he discovered that Chen Shou'an's level of understanding seemed to be almost the same as his own.

The aura he unleashed was at most only at the eighth level of the Kaiyuan realm. What's going on?

How could someone with such strength possibly be a match for the Blood Fiend Offering?

Blood Fiend Offering is practically invincible below the Grandmaster level; how could he possibly be no match for Chen Shou'an?

In an instant, the several Southeast Asian masters exchanged glances. Zakun frowned deeply, his face extremely gloomy: "I know the strength of the Blood Fiend Elder. You can't kill him!"

"I really can't kill him!"

"Do you think I killed him?" Chen Shouan sneered.

"Clap clap clap!"

The next moment, three slaps landed on Chen Huai-ren's face, the force of which knocked out his teeth.

"Dad! Please spare me!"

"Spare you? Spare you, and how will our Chen family ever face anyone in Yuncheng again?"

"You unfilial son!"

Chen Shouan slapped him again, and Chen Huai Ren's body flew twenty or thirty meters away like a kite with a broken string, crashing to the ground with blood gushing out.