Chen Nan glanced at the Heavenly People Clan, just an ordinary Supreme, not very strong, he didn't take it to heart, and continued to refine the prohibition.
These hundreds of prohibitions had just taken him a quarter of an hour to refine a few layers of prohibitions; to open them all would likely expend a lot of effort.
As long as no one provokes him, Chen Nan naturally has no idle heart to provoke others.
This Heavenly People Clan was a woman, wearing a magnificent golden mask on her face and colorful armor on her body; her skin was like that of a baby.
The Supreme Sacred Weapon in her hand still had bloodstains on it; it seemed she had just gone through a battle. However, seeing she had no trace of wounds on her, it was clear that the battle was a piece of cake for her.
