But...
The Divine Weapon was an integral part of his own strength.
With one step, Chen Yuan slowly descended from the void and looked down at You Feng on the ground, saying indifferently,
"I've said that a mere Grandmaster is nothing special. In my eyes, that's really 'nothing special.' How many tricks do I need to use to deal with you?
The one who is truly arrogant and sharp-tongued is you!"
You Feng, now having burned his Void Core and severely injured by the Dragon Soul, had no strength left to resist. He struggled to clear the murkiness from his gaze,
and said in a low voice,
"Chen... Yuan... don't be... too happy... too soon."
"Oh? You have a sect or family too?"
Chen Yuan looked at him with a detached gaze.
"Hehe... you... guess?"
You Feng laughed, seemingly in mockery.
