"Ye Jue, don't be overconfident." Jun Wu Yao's tone displeased Chi Yan's heart. Except for His Lord, Chi Yan never bowed his head in front of anyone, never in the past and future!
"Confident?" Jun Wu Yao sneered. He raised it slowly with one hand. The black dark spirit gathered in his palm a little, like a burning black flame, as if it would engulf everything into the abyss.
His chin lifted slightly, and the evil smile spread from the corners of his lips.
"For you, how can I not be confident? I only ask you the last time, where is he? If you don't want to say ... I will let you suffer until you speak."
"I won't tell you, you have no chance to know." Chi Yan said coldly.
"Oh?" Jun Wu Yao chuckled abruptly, his figure slowly rising up into the air, conquering, watching Chi Yan and the others.
