Within the clouds, a streak of azure flame sped through the sky, swift as a shooting star.
Wherever it passed, the clouds evaporated at once, leaving a clear sky stretching ten thousand miles in an instant.
Within that azure blaze, a face of outrageous handsomeness flickered in and out of view. Yet at this very moment, that outrageously handsome face was twisted with fury.
"Ye, you dared to ruin my plans! When I return this time, I'll make you regret ever coming into this world!"
"I'll take your women before your very eyes and make them wish they were dead!"
"You dared to ruin my plans! I'll make you howl for ten days and ten nights, then refine you into an artifact soul, so you can neither live nor die!"
Ming Tang ground his steel teeth until they cracked. He wished he could immediately charge into Qinglan Martial Capital, seize Ye Zhen, and vent his hatred.
More than half his physical body had been destroyed, his protective Soul Artifact ruined, and he had been forced to flee in miserable disgrace!
Truthfully, all the pain Ming Tang had suffered from birth until now did not amount to even a tenth of what he had endured this time.
Whenever he recalled the agony of healing, like ten thousand serpents devouring his heart, Ming Tang nearly ground his back teeth to pieces.
Yet even as hatred drove him nearly mad, Ming Tang remained exceptionally clear-headed.
"Ye, just wait. This time, I won't hold anything back. I won't give you any chance to strike!"
Suddenly, Baleful Intent flashed through Ming Tang's bloodshot eyes. He abruptly changed direction, streaking through a group of several dozen martial artists locked in fierce battle ahead.
The instant he flashed past them, the azure flame around his body flared