Chen Nan looked at Wanxiang True Monarch inside the Haotian Tower. This old thief was now using the Power of World Origin within him to refine the Black Lotus, but the progress was slow.
Wanxiang True Monarch looked up at Chen Nan, "Chen Nan, with the old ghost dead, now only a few of you are left. Even if I stand still and let you chop me, do you think you can break through my defense? If you're wise, let me go now, and I'll spare your pathetic life."
Upon hearing his words, the Haotian Tower, in a fit of rage, was about to unleash a Heavenly Thunder to strike his head.
But Chen Nan stopped it with a wave of his hand.
Wanxiang True Monarch thought Chen Nan was afraid, and felt even more complacent, stroking his beard while waiting for Chen Nan to beg him to come out.
The next moment, he saw Chen Nan squatting in front of the Small Tower, scrutinizing him inside the tower as if he was looking at a monkey trapped in a cage.
