"What do you think?"
A simple question, yet in an instant it silenced the atmosphere between the two, a faintly dangerous aura enveloping a hundred yards around them as if both were gathering strength.
Taihao Immortal Venerable's face showed no fear or amazement, appearing fearless, unafraid of life and death, as if he had prepared a backup plan beforehand, making one hard to fathom.
The silent atmosphere lasted for ten breaths, and Chen Yuan said with a carefree smile:
"Do you think I would guess?"
"I think not."
"Congratulations, you guessed right, but unfortunately... there is no reward." Chen Yuan was indifferent to whether the other had a backup plan; even if he did, whenever encountered, he could still execute them.
One could say that from the moment Taihao Immortal Venerable was defeated, the existence between them was no longer on the same level, thousands of years of time, still worn away.
Even if given time to catch up, so what?
