The battle between the Ancestral God of the Foreign Races and Chen Xin, Xiao Chen watched the entire process with a cold, detached interest, not intervening.
In the end, the long-plotted Ancestral God of the Foreign Races was superior in skill, completely devouring Chen Xin's Primordial Spirit, and seizing the Netherworld Sword and Netherworld Power.
"Ha ha..."
The reborn Ancestral God burst into loud laughter once more, the giant visage slowly condensed into substance, and a brand new divine body appeared before Xiao Chen.
"You just stood by idly without intervening?" sneered the Ancestral God of the Foreign Races, mocking Xiao Chen, "Quite the calm one, aren't you?"
"I simply felt there was no need to make a futile effort!" Xiao Chen responded, "You let Chen Xin destroy your body on purpose, wasn't it to transform into an ethereal entity, making it impossible for me to interfere with your actions?"
