"Southern Emperor, when you are weak, I will definitely take your life, you dog!" Deep within the island, in a hidden corner, the ancestor of the Southern Ocean roared.
His heart was bleeding.
So many strong martial artists, all painstakingly nurtured by him, were killed one after another by Chen Yang!
To kill like mowing grass is just a metaphor, yet Chen Yang's actions at this moment provided the most fitting illustration of the phrase.
It was too tragic.
The Southern Li Family almost turned out in full force, yet so many strong martial artists couldn't even injure Chen Yang before being completely wiped out.
"This man is truly a monster!" The ancestor of the Southern Ocean sighed, his heart filled with intense regret; he should never have provoked this man in the first place!
However, it's too late to regret now; the conflict between both sides is deeply ingrained, and even if he wanted to reconcile, the other side would absolutely not agree.
"Wait!"
