How Are You So Much Worse Than Your Saintess?

Lin Heng restrained his aura and strolled to her side as if walking through a quiet courtyard, looking down at her from above.

She slowly lifted her head too. The sunlight stretched his shadow long, blocking her vision. Their eyes met, and victory and defeat had already been decided.

"What a fine spear!" Lin Heng pulled the heavy Crown Feather Spear out with one hand, then tossed it aside.

"I advise you not to think about running. No defeated foe has ever escaped alive from my hands, unless I let him go!"

Su Qiubai's face was ghastly pale. She gasped for breath in great mouthfuls, propping herself up as she stared fixedly at him without a word. Having fallen into the hands of a villain like this, she could already foresee that death would be the best end.

But dying at the hands of such scum inevitably left her unwilling.

Lin Heng looked at her with interest. From that stubborn, unyielding gaze, he seemed to see someone's shadow. She was a little like Little Chili, but even more domineering and blindly confident.

Yun Yao was the type who was rough on the outside but meticulous within, someone who learned her lesson after one setback. Her head was clever, and much of the time she could keep up with his train of thought.

"Look at you. You're both from Star God Temple, so how are you so much worse than your Saintess?" Lin Heng raised a brow, his tone rather mocking.

Unexpectedly, Su Qiubai was greatly shocked and said, "You... how do you know I'm from Star God Temple?"

"Heh! Your cultivation arts are too obvious. Star-Plucking Moon-Shattering, Star God Slash. Last time I saw them was in a secret realm. What was her name again?"

"..." Lin Heng pondered briefly,