Ren Tianxing saw him refusing to give up and sneered, "It's useless. Tens of thousands of blood essence and life souls maintain this formation. Even if you, Chen Yuan, can fight a hundred or a thousand people alone, so what? When will you finish cutting through those tens of thousands of blood essence!"
"Damn it, so arrogant, let this old man give it a try." An exasperated voice came from above.
Soon after, Old Man Dong from the Dragon Breeding Clan leapt down from the neighboring Pillar Mountain.
His untamed hair stood unaffected by the wind. The gourd hanging from his waist swayed with the breeze, landing beside Chen Yuan's giant Dharma Image, as his eyes looked down at Ren Tianxing below.
"You, I've seen you!"
"Back then in Jingguan City, you were beaten by General Chen until you had to explode your body and flee. And now you're using so much human blood. Your Chengsheng Land still can't change its ways."
