The Descent of a Deity (1)

That's my power!

I sacrificed 100,000 tribesmen and countless treasures in exchange for this power, so how dare you snatch it away from me! You want to recover your thighs? I'll smash your head into smithereens!

Sovereign Chen Ling looked as if he was convulsing so intensely that he was suffering from a stroke.

The young man before him was truly infuriating! Every word that came out of his mouth made him feel as if he could choke on his own breath!

How can you speak so brazenly despite being a petty thief? Do you have no sense of pride whatsoever?

Grinding his teeth, Sovereign Chen Ling sent yet another powerful palm strike toward Zhang Xuan.

Kacha!

The surroundings turned utterly dark. Sovereign Chen Ling's might was so great that even the heavens seemed to tremor in deference to him.