Zhao Yuan's figure darted through the void like a bolt of lightning, his gaze locked tightly onto Jiang Bei, a sinister grin curling at the corners of his mouth.
He paid no attention to Su Wen, Li Hongtian, or the others, charging straight toward Jiang Bei. He was so fast that in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed before him.
He abruptly stopped, hovering in midair as he looked coldly at Jiang Bei and let out a vicious laugh. "Kid, it's only been a few days, yet your nerve has grown quite a bit! You were lucky to escape with your life at Mu Clan Manor last time, and now you dare set your sights on Flame Lord's Heavenly Tomb? It seems you truly don't know how the word 'death' is written."
He slowly raised his right hand. Spiritual power gathered and circulated between his five fingers like a rising tide as he continued, "Back at the Mu Clan, my true body couldn't come in person. The power I transmitted across the distance was less than thirty percent of my own strength, so you got away with a bargain. Today, I'll make you understand what a true gap in strength is!"
Jiang Bei held the Heavenfire Ruler horizontally, two-colored flames churning across its body. He looked at Zhao Yuan without the slightest ripple in his expression and said coldly, "Is that so? Then let's see who dies."
"Give me your life!"
Zhao Yuan suddenly roared.
Before his voice faded, his figure shot forth, tearing through the sky. His right fist clenched as spiritual power condensed over it, carrying the majestic force of a God-Annihilation Realm Peak expert as it smashed toward Jiang Bei's chest!
Where the fist wind passed, it tore a huge gash through the void