"Next time we meet, I'll send you to see Feng Changgong."
"Hehe... no need to thank me!"
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Lin Xuan's palm lightly patted the broad tiger shoulder utterly disproportionate to his own size, while words of "generosity and mercy" flowed from his lips.
Yet to Lei Lian, every single word carried boundless terror.
A breeze brushed past. As a being of Pure Yang, and a Thunder-Eyed Tiger who cultivated thunder and fire, Lei Lian actually felt bone-piercing cold at this moment.
As his enormous tiger body trembled, all strength left him, and he simply went limp in midair.
The other three Seven-Revolutions peak Beast Cultivators did not dare say a word at the sight, their gazes even turning markedly wary.
"Trash!"
Lin Xuan mocked them without the slightest restraint. The wild and arrogant gleam in his eyes made Lei Lian and the other four Beast Cultivators feel deeply humiliated.
But they did not dare do anything. A sense of powerlessness filled their hearts.
They knew those three Dark Hordes at the peak of the Life Realm all too well. Not only had they just fought them, they had clashed with them countless times before.
One on one, they were not much weaker than them.
In other words, since Lin Xuan could instantly kill those three, he could naturally instantly kill them as well.
And before absolutely crushing strength, numbers were of little use.
"Hehe... how pathetic."
"You even tried to scheme against my lord. Lei Lian, Lei Lian, you're far too naive."
Sword Two and Sword Three flew back alongside Sword One. The three siblings all cast disdainful looks at Lei Lian.
"You..."
Rage surged through Lei Lian's heart, but with Lin Xuan still suspended above his head, the words about to burst from his mouth were swallowed