Supreme Lord of Towers

"Insane! This Ye Chen has totally lost his mind!"

"Does he really not fear our Demon Race's revenge at all?"

"If this keeps going, we'll all die here."

The other Demon Race experts were scared out of their wits by Ye Chen's methods, their livers and gall trembling.

In that moment, in their eyes, Ye Chen simply wasn't a human, but a kill-crazed god of slaughter walking out from Hell itself.

"Reckless Human Race brat, what a big mouth you have, you actually dare to boast you'll slaughter our entire Demon Race—who the hell gave you that kind of courage!" At this moment, an icy voice suddenly rang out in everyone's ears, filled with a biting murderous intention.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Immediately after, three figures appeared in everyone's line of sight.

Each of them radiated an aura terrifying to the extreme, like Demon Gods descending upon the world, making even the Soul tremble uncontrollably.

"It's Lord Lei Yun."

"Great, Lord Lei Yun has finally come to save us."

"Heh! Ye Chen, this time you'll definitely pay for your stupidity with your life!" The Demon Race experts cheered wildly, looking at Ye Chen as if he was already a dead man.

"My god! What terrifying auras—could it be that all three of them are Quasi-God descendants of the Demon Race?" The disciples of Ziwei Sacred Land gasped coldly one after another, their expressions utterly horrified.

Even Jiang Tong's delicate body shuddered violently, her face turning extremely ugly.

At this instant, from those three Demon Race Quasi-God descendants, she could feel an aura of extreme danger.

The power of these three was probably even greater than Bing Luo's.

Any one of them could easily suppress and kill her.

"They're Quasi-God descendants from the Thunder Demon Race, Wind Demon Race, and Golden Demon Race—they actually all came." Lin Yao's gaze was locked tightly on those three Demon Race experts, his eyes filled with deep dread.

Although he had awakened his Purple Thunder Sword Body and possessed strength comparable to a Quasi-God descendant—

he still didn't have the slightest confidence in dealing with these three Demon Race experts before him.

Even among Quasi-God descendants, their strength was clearly top-tier.

Unless a powerhouse ranked in the top ten among the Inner Hall Disciples personally came, defeating them would be ridiculously difficult.

"What are you afraid of? With Senior Brother Ye Chen here, crushing them is just child's play." The chubby Guo Xi said with utter disdain, completely looking down on those three Demon Race experts.

In truth, each of the three Demon Race experts before them possessed enough strength to crush him with ease.

If this were on any other day, he'd already be thinking of ways to run.

But now, with this monstrous freak Ye Chen covering him, he felt absolutely fearless.

He simply didn't believe those three Demon Race experts could be stronger than Ye Chen, the number one of the Inner Hall.

"That's true enough. Senior Brother Ye Chen, I'll have to trouble you to deal with them!" Lin Yao said respectfully.

He still had self-awareness about his own strength.

If he went up to fight those three Demon Race experts himself, he'd only be throwing his life away.

In this place, only Ye Chen had the power to suppress them.

"Relax. Just three little Quasi-God descendants, I kill them like slaughtering dogs." Ye Chen said lightly, his tone overwhelmingly forceful and domineering.

Indeed, these three Demon Race experts before him were much stronger than the three Dragon Race Quasi-God descendants he'd killed earlier.

However, in Ye Chen's eyes, there was not much difference between them.

"Impudent!"

"Ignorant dog, how dare you still act arrogant in front of Lord Lei Yun? Soon you'll understand just how stupid and clueless you really are." Several Demon Race experts immediately bellowed angrily at Ye Chen.

Even they hadn't expected Ye Chen's guts to be this big, actually not putting Lei Yun and the other two in his eyes.

They knew full well that Lei Yun and the other two were even stronger than Yan Xiu.

Among the Profound Pill Realm Demon Race that invaded the Black Continent this time, the three of them were the strongest.

No matter how strong Ye Chen was, there was absolutely no way he could be their match.

Yet this foolish bastard didn't have a shred of self-knowledge, still daring to spout wild boasts in front of them.

It was simply pathetic.

"Lei Yun! Did you hear that? This lowly Human Race insect actually wants to kill us!" At this moment, one of the three Demon Race experts suddenly spoke, his tone full of mockery.

This was an extremely burly Demon Race warrior, ten zhang tall, his muscles like they were cast from pure gold, giving off an indestructible feeling.

His name was Jin Feng, a Quasi-God descendant of the Golden Demon Race, his strength even greater than Yan Xiu's.

Right now, his cold eyes were fixed on Ye Chen, his lips curled in thick ridicule, as if he was looking at some pitiful jumping clown.

"Hmph, this fool doesn't even know how strong we are!

He really thinks that just because he lucked out and killed Yan Xiu, he can beat us? Utterly idiotic." Beside Jin Feng, a Demon Race youth wreathed in violet lightning sneered coldly.

This Demon Race youth was named Lei Yun, from the Thunder Demon Race.

His strength ranked among the very top out of all the Thunder Demon Race's Quasi-God descendants.

Back in the Outer Realm, countless Human Race powerhouses had already died by his hands.

Even Quasi-God descendants of the Human Race from some Fifth-class Great Worlds weren't his match.

Yet now, a lowly Human Race brat from a Seventh-class Realm like Ye Chen actually dared to run his mouth in front of him.

To him, this was a massive humiliation.

So in his eyes, Ye Chen was already a dead man.

No one could save him today.

"If I'm not wrong, this guy should be an Inner Hall Disciple of the Human King Hall, otherwise he couldn't be this strong!

Unfortunately, he ran into us. No matter how he struggles today, he's destined for only one outcome—death." Another Demon Race expert laughed scornfully.

This Demon Race expert was actually an incredibly beautiful woman, her figure sultry to the extreme, like a peerless temptress able to easily stir up human lust.

Her name was Feng Ling, a Quasi-God descendant of the Wind Demon Race.

Back in the Outer Realm, she had once fought with Inner Hall Disciples of the Human King Hall.

So her intuition told her that Ye Chen and his group were Inner Hall Disciples of the Human King Hall.

However, with Lei Yun and her both present, even if Ye Chen ranked in the top ten of the Inner Hall, he definitely wouldn't escape death today.

Because the two of them controlled an extremely terrifying trump-card killing move.

Aside from Divine Spirit Descendants, almost no one could resist it.

"You three come at me together. I don't want to waste too much time on you." At this moment, Ye Chen suddenly beckoned toward Lei Yun and the other two, his tone sounding lazy.