"And what about you?"
Ling Chen's gaze carried a trace of sharpness as he turned towards the ten Dark Night Sons.
At this moment, the ten of them had just picked themselves up from the ground, eyes filled with fear, and their cheeks swollen high.
The slap from before, although not Ling Chen's full-strength, was still not something that a cultivator without Spiritual Power protection could withstand.
"Seen the Young Master!"
The ten of them dared not say more, directly showing their acknowledgment through their actions.
This was a superior high-rank Divine Thought Master!
Their meager Primordial Pill Realm of seventh or eighth layer, with the strength of their Divine Souls, could not resist the Divine Soul Attack from a late-stage cultivator.
"Seen the Young Master!"
At this time, those cultivators who previously doubted Ling Chen's qualifications all bent their bodies in salute.
"Dispense with the formalities!"
It was then that Ling Chen spoke out loud.
