He had planned it all out. Even before Ye Xiwen came to the Ancient Phoenix World, he had already plotted against him. He had thought everything was going his way, yet time and again, Ye Xiwen had broken his schemes through unexpected means. Most importantly, Ye Xiwen had actually dared to cause trouble at his wedding.
Even if he got married now, this would likely leave behind a permanent stain in the future.
It would become fodder for others' mockery. At the thought of such a thing, his face instantly turned livid. Absolutely, absolutely, he could not become such a laughingstock. If that happened, he would go completely mad.
And all of this was Ye Xiwen's doing. Only by killing Ye Xiwen could he slightly recover his reputation.
The terrifying shockwave stirred up by this astonishing collision instantly pierced through the entire sky, shredding countless clouds and mists into nothing.
When that strike failed to achieve its effect, Feng Yuan immediately attacked again, throwing another punch at Ye Xiwen. "Phoenix Wings Soaring to the Sky!"
Die! Die! People like you should never, ever have appeared! Why? Why did centuries of my pursuit fall short of a man who had not appeared for centuries?
He still remembered that snowy season, when he had first seen that girl as pure as snow. At the time, she had not even reached the Transcendent Realm. She and him, a Heaven's Chosen of the Ancient Phoenix World, had simply belonged to different worlds.
To him, someone like her had been nothing more than an ant. In his former world, he had always followed this simple and direct method of classification: ants, and those who were not ants.
He believed that he would certainly attain the Dao in the future. Many within the clan had also