Bloodline Manifestation

"Bitch, what the hell are you doing?!"

Yao Sen roared. Unexpectedly, Yu Hanjing, standing before him, did not get angry. She merely stared at Yao Sen with an icy gaze, making even Yao Sen feel somewhat guilty.

"Yao Sen, you're even more pathetic and worthless than I imagined! No wonder you lost to Tian Guizhang. With the way you are, no matter how you fight, you'll never be Tian Guizhang's match. You'll only ever be fit to carry Tian Guizhang's shoes!"

"Bullshit!"

Like a bull provoked to fury, Yao Sen flew into another rage.

"Tian Guizhang was just lucky! He was just lucky enough to pick up Ye Zhen! Without Ye Zhen, Tian Guizhang would only be fit to carry my shoes in the future. What makes him think he can contend with me?!"

Yao Sen howled hysterically. At some point, a soundproof barrier had already enveloped him and Yu Hanjing.

"Yao Sen, it seems you're not completely stupid. You know the root of all this. Since you know, why don't you deal with him?"

As she spoke, Yu Hanjing began shouting at Yao Sen as well. "Kill Ye Zhen! Only by killing Ye Zhen will you have a day to turn things around. If Ye Zhen doesn't die, Tian Guizhang will keep stomping on you forever!"

Yu Hanjing's shrill rebuke made Yao Sen's expression abruptly stiffen, and he came to his senses.

"Kill Ye Zhen? Are you joking? Killing Ye Zhen now would be seeking my own death! I'm miserable because Ye Zhen ruined my grand plans, but I'm not stupid!" Yao Sen said coldly.

"You're still somewhat clever. You don't dare, and neither do I, but someone else does," Yu Hanjing said.

Yao Sen frowned again. "Who would dare? The Longevity Sect or Qingyun Fort? Internal strife is