"Little bastard, you dare hurt me? Do you know who I am?" the Celestial Race Holy Son yelled at Ye Chen, his face contorted with fury.
Before his voice had even faded, Ye Chen stomped down fiercely, driving the Celestial Race Holy Son straight into the mud, leaving his fate unknown.
"What are you useless trash just standing there for? Get in here right now and slaughter this human!" the Celestial Race Holy Son roared in anger.
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