"Boom!"
That Cultivation Base beam shot out straight as a brushstroke, carving a pitch-black scar across the Void.
The pressure and aura upon it made Chen Yui and his wife's faces change drastically, their hearts pounding wildly!
They looked to Chen Fan for help, but over there, it was as if Chen Fan saw nothing at all; his gaze...
Was locked deathly tight on this so‑called "Upper God"!
"It's you!!!"
A hoarse roar burst from Chen Fan's mouth.
The Upper God's movement paused. He turned his head slightly to look at Chen Fan and coldly snorted, "You recognize this god?"
Chen Fan's brows furrowed again at this moment.
"No, not you, you don't have that overwhelming aura at all..."
"But how can your face be exactly the same as that damned bastard's!!!"
"This god is here, which makes this a sacred land. It's one thing not to be devout, but you even dare to shout and make a scene!"
Cold light flashed in the Upper God's eyes as he suddenly looked at Chen Yui.
