Di Tian's Killing Intent

"Buzz—"

The air in the rest area of Spirit Pagoda Headquarters suddenly rippled strangely. Space twisted like a mirror crumpled by an invisible hand, and amid a flash of silver light, two figures appeared out of nowhere.

The moment they landed, the blue bricks beneath their feet sank slightly, a clear sign of the immense aura carried by these two powerhouses who had teleported in.

Xiong Jun raised a hand to wipe the fine sweat from his brow. His feet slammed heavily onto the ground with a dull thud, lingering terror filling his eyes as his voice trembled slightly. "Whew... that Reach for the sky Douluo's perception was way too strong. He actually found us."

As he spoke, he unconsciously rubbed his arms, as if he could still feel the oppressive sensation of being pricked in the back.

Di Tian folded his arms, his brows furrowing deeply. "Yes. I'd heard of his reputation before, but I never expected him to be even more outrageous than the rumors said. Still, that state of his probably can't last long."

Having lived for hundreds of thousands of years, Di Tian had been intimidated by Yun Ming's aura before his departure. But once he recovered, he immediately began analyzing the situation calmly.

Xiong Jun's tiny eyes darted around as countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Suddenly, his expression hardened. He stretched out his thick arm and swiftly drew it across his throat in a vicious slicing gesture.

"Then, Di Tian, should we go back and catch him off guard?" As he said this, a bloodthirsty curve rose at the corners of his mouth. Clearly, his warlike nature had gone to his head.

Di Tian shot Xiong Jun a sidelong glance, his eyes full of disdain and helplessness. "Although I believe that state of his