Shang felt an urgency. He had a premonition that his path to fusing with the Primitive Demon God's body would not be smooth sailing; it might even be fraught with difficulties. The anxiety in his heart was something ordinary people could not comprehend.
At this moment, another strong practitioner said, "Not long ago, an arm of the Primitive Demon God appeared and caused a great sensation. I wonder if that Human Clan woman will go?"
"Never mind that for now. Let's find the eyes first," Shang said.
Not long after, Chen Pingping arrived at the scene. Seeing the traces of battle, he smiled. Still alive.
Meanwhile, the Eight Treasures Chicken was extremely shocked. "Over thirty sixth-order strong practitioners! My God! Who did this?"
This scene was even more shocking than when Chen Pingping had taken action before!
Time flew, and several months passed.
