120 The Weak Don’t Have Pride (1/2)

\”Who are you?\” Blurted out Ling Chen in a quivering voice.

At this moment, that was the only thing on his mind, the identity of that middle-aged man as well as his relation with Yan Zuntian.

He also wanted to know why the middle-aged man was referring to him as the Fateless Monster. It was the first time he was hearing that term. It was also his first time seeing that middle-aged man.

Nonetheless, all of this stuff was secondary. The most pressing matter was to find out the identity of the middle-aged man.

Only by finding out his identity would he know whether he's a foe or just an eccentric middle-aged man. From his tone, Ling Chen doubted that he was a friend. As such, he had already tossed that idea to the back of his head.

\”A weakling like yourself isn't worthy to know this King's name.\”

\”Now tell me, how did you know I was watching you?\” Coldly asked Demi-God Ye with his supreme majesty as he looked down upon Ling Chen.

His voice was not loud, but there was this mysterious power within them that allowed no dispute, no disobedience.

This was something that was plaguing Demi-God Ye. This ant had only the strength of a 3rd tribulation Martial Saint, yet he was able to perceive when a powerful Demi-God like himself was peeking at him.

Meanwhile, Ling Chen wanted to tell that old arrogant prick that he didn't know he was watching, and it was all a coincidence. However, he knew that the old bastard wouldn't believe him.

Not to mention that the real person in question had already long gone.

Under these circumstances, right and wrong were no longer important; even if he was able to speak with lotus flowers in his words, he still wouldn't be able to make things clear. As such, he could only stay silent, not knowing what to say while looking at the middle-aged man with a stubborn look on his face.

Furthermore, Ling Chen also didn't like the way that the old bastard was talking to him and looking down upon him.

\”Oh! You are a prideful one, aren't you? However, that's where you are wrong, the weak don't have pride and must adhere to the strong. This is the world's iron law. Now, off you go.\”

The figure had just opened his mouth, and the thunders rang in the air. When the words have not yet come out, he lifted two fingers of his right hand and pointed casually at Ling Chen.

The instant he did so, Ling Chen's body jolted as if an invisible force had just crashed into him, pushing him so he instantly tumbled backward.

At the same time, he could also feel that his body had been frozen like an ancient block of ice. A coldness seeped into his bones, and his body would not listen to his commands. He was in a state where he could not move despite wanting to move.

This sensation was extremely terrifying.

Xiu!

Suddenly, the air was slashed like a wave as a thick and curve white ray of light was shot and rushed towards Ling Chen at in incredibly shocking speed as Demi-God Ye sliced down the air with his two fingers.

That one slash even caused the sky before Demi-God Ye to suddenly let out cracking sounds. It as if the Demi-God Ye wanted to directly destroy Ling Chen with that slash alone.

Looking at this incoming slash, Ling Chen's face suddenly darkened because he realized that he was still unable to move his body.

Without hesitation, he quickly released his spatial energy in order to create his God's Domain so he could teleport and avoided that incoming attack.

However the moment he released his spatial energy, he was immediately pushed back and crushed like a vase before it could even spread out.

At this moment, Ling Chen felt as though the power of the world itself from far and wide was charging towards him with that single slash which caused his pupils to shrink.

Seeing he wasn't unable to use his spatial power, Ling Chen let out an enraged cry. The muscles in his body exploded with power as he was trying to force himself to turn around to the right in order to dodge that attack.

Nevertheless, no matter how hard he tried, his struggles were futile as he was still unable to move his body in inch.

He could only watch helplessly as the thick and curve white ray of light slash his body.