Ye Xi stared fixedly at Chen Fan like he was staring at a ferocious tiger.0

Before the Demonic Child Selection Battle, Chen Fan had been no more than a tiger cub—potentially threatening, but ultimately insignificant. He had now matured into a ferocious tiger that devoured people.0

Thirteen years ago, he was merely at the eighth or ninth-level Heavenly Star realm.0

If it weren’t for the threats from the Demon Cave guard and the experts of the several demon sects, Ye Xi would have killed him long ago. 0

Yet, in what felt like the blink of an eye, Chen Fan had surged to the third-level Manifestation realm. Not only that—his performance in their earlier exchange was on par with Ye Xi’s. Such rapid progress was chilling.0

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