"Fellow Daoist Lin, I underestimated you!
For what happened this time, the Heaven and Earth Palace offers you its sincerest apologies!
The Purple Cloud Palace in the Third Heaven will apologize to you too!
I was wrong!
I should never have offended you. Everything was the Heaven and Earth Palace's fault.
I only ask that you give me a chance to make amends."
When Yan Yun saw Lin Feng appear and lock onto his aura,
he realized the man's movement speed was faster than his own by an unimaginable margin.
More terrifying still, four flying swords were slowly closing in around him.
Even if he fled into the heavens or burrowed beneath the earth, he could not escape!
At that moment, Yan Yun was utterly consumed by despair!
He should have simply stayed within his sect and cultivated in seclusion.
Ouyang Li had even said they should investigate Lin Feng thoroughly.
Yet he had insisted on looking down his nose at everyone and coming here to court death himself.
Those who brought disaster upon themselves had no hope of survival!
"I'm quite satisfied with your attitude.
But can you guarantee that those big shots in the Third Heaven will spare me?"
Lin Feng scoffed.
"I've already offended them anyway, so what difference does it make whether I let you go?
If I let you return, will this Purple Cloud Palace you speak of really spare me?
Will they swallow having their faces slapped like this?"
As his words fell, the flying swords shot toward Yan Yun again!
"No! They will! Believe me, fellow Daoist! I was wrong!
Give me a chance to make amends!"
Yan Yun begged at the top of his lungs.
But Lin Feng gave him no further answer.
Shhk, shhk, shhk...
The sound of flying swords piercing