Looking at the boy respectfully kneeling on the ground, Li Chen's gaze seemed a bit dazed.
Chen Qi.
The descendant of Chen Shouchuan and Yin Shuishui from a small tribe on the prairie back then.
Though eighty million years have passed, Li Chen still remembers that it was a little girl who took him in back then.
However, after Li Chen awoke, he didn't have much time to pay attention to the outside world, completely throwing himself into the struggle against the Black Qi.
It's not that Li Chen didn't care about his body, but he understood very well that even if he didn't have the control over his body, the Black Qi would proactively protect his body. If anyone attacked his physical body, the Black Qi would definitely counterattack.
Moreover... it would be a destructive counterattack!
Li Chen could imagine such a situation but could not control it.
