In the eyes of the eighth-tier Evolved Being from the dark race, Ye Li was absolutely not going to be his match.
He watched Ye Li coldly and rested the Supreme Demon Blade on his shoulder.
"Human, do you think you can be my match?"
"What do you think?"
A faint smile appeared on Ye Li's handsome face.
He thought that although he was only a warrior with B-level special genes at the seventh-tier, after fusing with the Apocalypse Legion, wouldn't be it be a piece of cake to kill an eighth-tier Evolved Being from the dark race?
"Hahahaha!"
The eighth-tier Evolved Being from the dark race burst into laughter, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"What's so funny?"
Ye Li was puzzled as he genuinely couldn't figure out why this eighth-tier Evolved Being from the dark race could still laugh; did he not know that he was about to die?
"Human, I am obviously laughing because you're about to die!"