"Just like you, Leng Ming, taunted me at the Martial Arts Arena," Jiang Chen said indifferently, "in your eyes, the Jiang Family of Jincheng doesn't amount to much, to be extinguished is to be extinguished!"
"This is only you, who still do not possess the strength of a Soul Martial Art Technique. If the Flame Dragon Land becomes pervaded by forces adept in Soul Martial Art Techniques, and those forces are bound to be arrogant and strong, there will be no shortage of people sharing your perspective. Over time, only the great powers would remain on Flame Dragon Land, and the weaker ones would inevitably be massacred or become enslaved."
Leng Ming's heart trembled fiercely, his eyebrows lightly furrowed, and a contemplative look flashed across his eyes.
He always felt that what Jiang Chen said was not just about a possibility but also seemed to imply something more.
Noticing the contemplation in Leng Ming's eyes, Jiang Chen gave a slight smile and nodded approvingly.