Lin Chen sneered, "The Divine Artifact is indeed powerful, but it depends on who uses it. When it's in your hands, it's just trash."
Old Sun's face darkened as if he'd swallowed a bag of flies, and he snorted coldly, "Sharp-tongued little creature."
"A man and a machine."
The Five Elements Time of the mountain was fragmented and became dense, firefly-like runes. They flew into Lin Chen's body, and Lin Chen's aura rose again, glowing, and even evolved into blended laws.
Mr. Sun was startled once more. He found that today he was more shocked than in the past thousand years. The Lin Chen before him was extraordinary, with endless means, all of which were astonishing.
Sun couldn't help but ask, "Whose inheritance have you received?"
In Mr. Sun's view, the reason Lin Chen could become an unknown Sanxiu was due to some kind of power inheritance.
Lin Chen waved and said, "If I said anything you want to know, I'd have to go down and ask King Yan."
"Go to hell," Sun roared.
