Chapter 2708

"I originally wanted to leave, but I quickly realized that you couldn't possibly be this powerful. If you were truly this powerful, you should have already taken action against me; what are you waiting for here?"

Wu Feng said coldly.

The man in red opposite him smiled: "But you are a person of the Primordial World. Even if you can't beat us, you can easily escape, so what would we be fighting for? Our mission now is to break the crystal wall and enter the Primordial World; everything else is secondary."

"Master, this guy is simply courting death. Why not let your subordinate take him down and deal with him properly?"

The man in black who formed the snake's fangs said fawningly from the side.

However, the man in red suddenly reached out and plucked the snake's fang off, which meant he grabbed the man in black.

The man in red now appeared to have no change in his physique, but the man in black in his hand was getting smaller and smaller, until finally, he was smaller than an ordinary caterpillar.

The man in black who played the fang screamed incessantly, shouting loudly: "Master, spare me, spare me! I was wrong, I was wrong!"

But the man in red just looked down coldly at the "caterpillar" in his hand and whispered: "It doesn't matter."

Saying this, the man in red applied a slight force, crushing the man in black who played the fang directly into black dust, and the man in red suddenly inhaled, drawing the dust into his nostrils.

"Oh."

The man in red closed his eyes, seemingly enjoying this feeling.

Wu Feng, however, watched with cold eyes, various guesses running through his mind.

To be honest, no matter what, as of now, this guy seemed to have a flavor that was hard to describe.

After absorbing the man in black who played the fang, the body of the man in red was actually situated in the void, making it impossible for Wu Feng to infer or observe.

But this in itself meant that the status of the man in red should be higher than Wu Feng's.

However, if the status of the man in red was higher than Wu Feng's, then at the very least, he should be an existence at the level of a Creator God capable of independently creating a new world.

If he was such an existence, why would he still organize this group of men in black to attack the Primordial World?

As the man in red had said, the Primordial World was very special, but what exactly was special about it?

Wu Feng was suspicious in his heart.

The man in red opened his eyes, looked at Wu Feng, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, and said: "You haven't left yet; it seems you really want to take action against me? You want to infer my strength through a fight."

"Perhaps." Wu Feng said noncommittally.

The man in red opposite him shook his head and said: "No, now is not the time to take action. I can see many special things about you; I have seen your future."

"My future? Then you're really something."

Wu Feng smiled.

Wu Feng did not believe it; after all, Wu Feng was no mortal. He was the top Saint of the Primordial World, and his causal lines were all gathered within his own body.