“What are you looking at me for? Do you believe me when I say I’ll kill you all with a single slap?” snorted Long Chen disdainfully upon seeing those Soul Transformation experts looking down on him.

“Brat, you’re quite brazen. Even at this time, you dare to be so arrogant,” said an ancient race Soul Transformation expert sinisterly.

In their view, Long Chen was putting on a strong front for himself. It was simply laughable.

“Have you ever asked around about me? When have I ever not been arrogant? Do you think a few dung beetles like you can intimidate me? I’m not trying to brag, but I’m too lazy to even kill weaklings like you. And the heavens say that killing people is immoral, so I don’t feel like killing you either. It would be best if you just killed yourselves to save me the effort!” Long Chen clasped his hands behind his back, looking down his nose at these Soul Transformation experts that were staring at him like tigers looking at their prey.

Even Bao Buping and Chang Hao were shocked. This was too arrogant, wasn’t it? Just where did Long Chen’s confidence come from?...