Zhang Chen looked at the arrogant innate being who was gesturing and pointing at him, and immediately felt displeased.
Even if you are a great cultivator of the Kunlun faction, you're not the Queen Mother, so why do you think you can boss me, Zhang Chen, around? I've cultivated to this day, and you think I'll take such grievances from you?
Although your cultivation is higher than mine and your strength is stronger, do you have the ability to withstand the heavenly punishment?
Without a second thought, Zhang Chen rushed directly towards that arrogant innate being. As the rolling thunder ropes descended, the innate being faced him with an angry scolding: "Bastard, I told you to charge at the Demon Race's camp, why are you coming at me?"
While speaking, that innate being turned around and ran, not daring to delay in the slightest, afraid of being dragged into it.
