Puchi!
High above, crimson dragon blood was scattering in the air!
Ye Chen's fist pierced through Huo Feng's chest, obliterating his heart completely.
"No! Please, don't kill me!" Huo Feng shrieked desperately, actually beginning to beg Ye Chen bitterly.
As a quasi-god's offspring, he feared death more than others, as his future was bright, and he was deeply unwilling to perish midway like this.
"Those who offend the Human Race shall die!" Ye Chen said coldly, swinging his fist towards Huo Feng's head.
With a loud bang.
The next moment, Huo Feng's entire head exploded, dead beyond any hope of revival.
The three quasi-god offspring all died at Ye Chen's hands, and not one of them managed to escape.
This scene left everyone stunned on the spot, feeling as if they were dreaming.
Especially the strong among the Dragon Race, who found it impossible to accept the reality before them.
"A miracle, this is simply a miracle!"
