Mo Wutian's eyes twinkled with a smile.
Is Ye Chen at his limit? Unable to fight anymore? Starting to talk to buy time for recovery?
Heh, he could attack Ye Chen now, but it's not necessary.
Anyway, the outcome will be the same, won't it?
Mo Wutian sneered coldly, "Your mistake lies in being human. All humans from the Divine Kingdom are lowly scum. What even if you have a good Martial Arts Talent? Heaven will never give a lowly scum a chance to rise, do you understand?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Chen merely smiled indifferently and said, "Is that so? But didn't the Outer Realm Demon Clan get defeated by humans, completely defeated, nearly their entire race trampled by us? What does that make them? Even less than trash? Your son is the king of trash, no? Hmm, I think the title 'Trash King' suits him well."
Dead silence!
Despite being fully suppressed by Mo Wutian, Ye Chen directly mocked him, opening Mo Wutian's old wounds and touching his Reversed Scale with his taunts!!!
