Asura Gods Everywhere

His eyes revealed both fear and yearning.

People were greedy by nature, and Ning Fengzhi was no exception.

In his view, if he had possessed this power back then, he would not have had to bow beneath others.

Nor would he have needed to rely on the antidote Ning Rongrong mailed back to survive day by day.

But what was the point of saying all this? To outsiders, he was the glamorous, spirited Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Yet only those close to him knew the bitterness he carried.

Ever since becoming someone else's pawn, more and more white had appeared in his hair.

His once youthful face had aged considerably.

"Ah, I just hope The Hunt Academy can withstand this wave." He shook his head, casting those thoughts aside.

As a clever man, he knew what he should and should not think about.

"This man does not have long to live." Chen Xin clearly disagreed with the other man's words.

His gaze remained fixed on the distance. Though the sense of danger emanating from that giant sword was terrifying,

it was clearly nowhere near the terror he and Old Bones had faced back then.

Not to mention that so much time had passed—who could say whether the other party had improved? "Annihilate!!" He stared intently at Mirror Flow and roared.

As that word left his mouth, the giant sword in the sky suddenly accelerated its descent.

In the blink of an eye, it had arrived above Mirror Flow.

Mirror Flow felt nothing in particular.

She closed her eyes and held Epiphyllum horizontally before her.

"Phew~" She softly exhaled.

A massive crescent moon suddenly appeared behind her.

Bang—

She abruptly opened her eyes and swung her sword. The crescent moon behind her shattered in response.

It