Ying Huo had not acted rashly from the start. He had even provoked Tian Zhouzi into killing Zhong Shan. It was not that Ying Huo feared Zhong Shan. At his level, there were few things in the world capable of making him afraid. Even when he had faced Emperor Xuan Sha in the past, Ying Huo had not been afraid; he had merely known how to read the situation and act accordingly.
To read the situation and act accordingly, and never capsize in a drainage ditch—these were things every peerless powerhouse needed in order to grow. Zhong Shan was only an Ancient Immortal, yet he had once taken one of Ying Huo's blows. Though Ying Huo had not used his full strength, another Ancient Immortal would have long since been blasted into oblivion. Yet Zhong Shan had not suffered the slightest injury?
Ying Huo wanted to kill Zhong Shan, but he was no reckless fool. Having made it this far, would Ying Huo act rashly? He was merely wary of the "confidence" Zhong Shan possessed.
Where did that confidence come from? At the Shi Tian Holy Realm, Zhong Shan had made a bold declaration that he would be waiting in Great Zheng at any time. Ying Huo did not believe those words had been spoken in a fit of anger. No one would dare offend a Sage and then make an empty threat without grounds, yet Zhong Shan had done so. Zhong Shan had to possess some kind of reliance. Even if that reliance was nothing more than a joke, Ying Huo would still remain cautious. In Ying Huo's eyes, Zhong Shan was certain to die today. The key was how he would die.
Would Ying Huo sacrifice one of his disciples to kill Zhong Shan, or sacrifice several of