"not good!"
In the distant void, the man surnamed Chu's face suddenly changed.
The next moment, he, the man surnamed Ye, and the monk Jie Chi who had been watching the show, appeared in front of Ye Chen out of thin air.
The three of them lined up in a row, protecting Ye Chen behind them with serious expressions, as if facing a powerful enemy.
The old man didn't even look at them, but gently shook the palm holding the Epiphyllum.
The flower of death that contained the power to destroy the world suddenly dimmed, and the terrifying energy within it slowly dissipated.
After doing all this, he slowly raised his head and looked at Ye Chen who was protected by three people behind him.
"Little guy, you defeated a saint with your Immortal Emperor cultivation, and your reputation has spread all over the world. How about you spare his life?"
The old man's voice was like the word of heaven. He seemed to be asking a question, but it revealed an unquestionable majesty that made people want to obey.
Ye Chen held on tightly, knowing in his heart that the old man in front of him was unfathomable.
If he wanted to kill himself, he could do so with just a wave of his hand, but he was not afraid at all.
"Who are you? Why are you stopping me?"
"Old Dog Xiao wants to take my Dao body. How do we settle this account?"
Ye Chen's eyes were as sharp as swords as he stared at the old man and questioned him.
Xiao Dingtian lost all face in his hands today, and formed an irreconcilable blood feud.
If he lets him go this time, he will definitely face even crazier revenge next time. Ye Chen will never let the tiger go back to the mountain.
The old man stroked his beard calmly after hearing this.
“It doesn’t matter who I am.”
"You, as an Immortal Emperor, have defeated a Quasi-Saint. This is an unprecedented feat, enough to make you stand out among all the heroes."
"He won't be a threat to you anymore. Is his life still that important?"
The old man looked at Ye Chen, his deep eyes always calm.
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