At this moment, Fang Liude’s expression changed, and he hastily commanded the demonic bird to dodge.

The battle chariot whistled right over their heads. If they had been the slightest bit slower, they would have been struck.

Everyone was startled and enraged, but they were also powerless. On the other hand, Long Chen remained unfazed. If they had been hit, he’d have blasted the chariot apart with his fist.

“The Long clan’s disciples really are hateful. They clearly saw us but still charged over to embarrass us,” raged Yu Ying.

“There’s nothing we can do. They’re skilled at reincarnating somewhere good, while we weren’t. People can curse the Long clan’s disciples for being arrogant, but in the end, their hatred...