Ye Chen stepped forward, approaching Wen Min'er, and facing Qiu Wen, who had a cold sneer on his face, he said, "You have decent talent. It would be a pity if you died. I will only use one move. Whether you survive or not is up to you."
Put bluntly, when Ye Chen looked at Qiu Wen now, it was like a senior looking at a junior. He had drained the Divine Devil Pond without encountering any obstruction. Although he hadn't met the higher-ups of the Divine Extreme Sect, Ye Chen understood that he had tacit approval from them.
The Divine Extreme Sect had given him the Divine Devil Pond!
At this moment, Ye Chen was starting to feel a sense of belonging to the Divine Extreme Sect, and as Qiu Wen was a disciple of the sect, his death would be the sect's loss.
Yet Qiu Wen sneered with savagery, "Pretentious fool! Die!"
