Jiang Ping An swiftly drew Su Jin and her chains into his inner world, then turned to look behind him.
The Second-Order Void God who had just been sliced apart had already reconstructed his body.
Having reconstructed his body, the Second-Order Void God Fan Lou swiftly fled some distance away and eyed Jiang Ping An and the Origin Heavenly Dragon Clone warily.
"Who are you?!"
The intelligence they had gathered only covered those powerful cultivators and a few descendants of major clans. There was nothing at all about this man or this dragon.
With only the cultivation of a First-Order Void God, the silver divine dragon before him could easily tear through his flesh.
This human was even more terrifying. He had actually used an eye-based soul secret art to wipe out a Second-Order Void God!
Someone of this caliber should have been famous, yet they had no information about him.
Jiang Ping An did not answer. He merely stared at Fan Lou coldly.
"Lay down your weapon, cut your cultivation down by two levels, and surrender to us. Then we can spare your life."
"Hahaha!"
Fan Lou burst out laughing as though he had heard a joke, but his laughter was especially cold.
"Who are you trying to scare? Don't think I don't know that the soul secret art you just used exhausted your Soul Force. Otherwise, you wouldn't be spouting this useless nonsense."
Jiang Ping An's gaze flickered twice. "So what if it did? Can you kill me?"
The Origin Heavenly Dragon Clone flew in front of his original body to shield him.
Fan Lou gripped his divine sword with both hands and held it before his chest. Vast, surging divine power poured from his body, unleashing a dazzling blaze of divine radiance ten thousand feet high.
"You