At Work, Call Me Supreme, and I'm Not Old...

What a domineering statement. Who would still dare covet the opportunity?

Lin Heng held the Bone Sword pointed at Jiang Lan. From beginning to end, Jiang Lan and Leng Qiansha had been the ones leading the charge against him. Seeing the sword aimed at him, Jiang Lan hurriedly shook his head and stubbornly said, "I'm not a Five Elements Cultivator!"

"And what about you?" He swung the sword toward the other three. After waiting a moment, aside from their ugly expressions, not one of them spoke.

The Supreme Bone Sword was not leaking any pressure now because Lin Heng was suppressing it with Five Elements Force. Otherwise, just as when they had first entered the Demon Venerable Tomb, they would have been crushed beneath it.

Leng Qiansha's fate was already plain to see. He had merely touched it with his hand at close range, yet half his arm was gone.

Lin Heng took the initiative to approach the four of them. His disheveled appearance carried an overwhelming sense of oppression, and Leng Qiansha's pained groans from the ground only made their thoughts a tangled mess.

Was he about to attack them?

The four had already prepared themselves to respond, but Lin Heng unexpectedly turned around and darted behind the ancient tower, casually taking Xiao Lan away as she lifted her head to watch the show.

Jiang Lan and the others felt as though a heavy burden had been lifted. Still shaken, he said, "This man is truly sinister. He deliberately let us approach the Bone Sword to intimidate us? Good thing I didn't rush to touch it. Otherwise, I'd be the crippled one!"

As he spoke, he turned to look at Leng Qiansha, who had already stopped the bleeding, and mocked, "Leng Qiansha, I truly don't know how you obtained