Yan Zi knew what mattered most, so she let Xu Yi take her into his mustard-seed space.
Xu Yi stretched lazily. "If you want to fight, then fight. I'll say this upfront: anyone who throws a punch can't beg for mercy halfway through. And begging won't help."
"What a load of arrogant nonsense! I've been in seclusion all these years, and now even a little rat like you has found fortune in the Violet Domain?"
The white-clothed youth's face was full of disdain, as if he were ashamed to be counted among the same company as Xu Yi.
The ancient-looking old man glanced at Xu Ding and the other two, then smiled. "I didn't expect to run into you three again today. I hear you've also found fortune and even taken down an unworthy True Core Late Stage cultivator. You're no longer what you were. Looks like I, Old Ancestor, should find some time to test my skills against the three of you."
Just then, Xu Yi's half-lidded eyes flew wide open, shooting out sharp rays of light. "You're that damned Desolate Ancestor?"
Xu Ding said, "This man is indeed the Desolate Ancestor. Be careful, senior. This creature is most skilled at using poison and Gu."
The Desolate Ancestor's appearance changed often; if he hadn't spoken, Xu Ding wouldn't have recognized him either.
"Good. Very good. Old ghost, you must've left home without checking the almanac today. You'll pay back tenfold what you owe my Xiao Yan."
As his shout fell, Xu Yi shot forward, lunging straight at the Desolate Ancestor.
The Desolate Ancestor sneered. "A mere ant dares to make a fool of himself? Die!"
He didn't dodge or retreat, but charged straight at Xu Yi.
The moment the two powerhouses moved, wind and thunder erupted.
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