Clearly, Ye Chenfeng's question ignited his anger, and he immediately saw through what was going on with Hao, undoubtedly realizing the truth.
"Today, no matter what, you won't escape from my grasp!"
Ye Chenfeng sneered, slowly raising his middle finger, taunting Zha Cai.
"Courting death!"
The powerful figures of the South Seas God Cult bristled with murderous intent, ready to move in for the kill against Ye Chenfeng.
Ye Chenfeng sneered, "If you want these underlings to die, bring it on!"
"Stand down! You are no match for him!"
A cold shout came from the sky.
"What? Does the King of Sorcery think that even twelve Earth Immortals are no match for Ye Chenfeng?"
"More than that! Look at how many Human Immortals the South Seas God Cult has! Such powerful forces can sweep the world, yet they can't do anything to Ye Chenfeng!"
"We originally thought killing the Blood King, an Earth Immortal, was his limit, yet now twelve Earth Immortals can't do anything to him."
