Jiang Yunfan had never imagined that Chen Changan would be so difficult to kill—far beyond anything he could have expected.
Ever since entering the Saint Mausoleum, Jiang Yunfan had thrown everything he had into hunting Chen Changan down.
Yet after all this time, Chen Changan was still alive and completely unharmed.
Chen Changan's strength had far exceeded his expectations—even those of the person behind him.
"From the peak of the Saint Emperor realm, you fought your way all the way to the early stage of the Saint Emperor realm."
"Chen Changan, I finally understand why I was sent here to kill you at all costs."
"If you don't die, you'll become a threat." Jiang Yunfan spoke coldly.
Chen Changan looked at Jiang Yunfan, feeling somewhat helpless. As his cultivation rose, so did his strength.
But Jiang Yunfan really was a little too hard to kill.
From the look of him, he should have been a dead man long ago. So how was he still so strong—and... how had he lived so long?
"What secrets are you hiding?"
"You... shouldn't still be alive."
"Your strength shouldn't even exist in the Sacred Domain."
"How did you do it?"
"We've been fighting for years. How about taking a break and having a chat?" Chen Changan asked with a smile.
To be honest, after fighting Jiang Yunfan for years without rest or a single pause, Chen Changan was beginning to feel worn out.
Even so, he couldn't afford to let his guard down around Jiang Yunfan.
"Why should I tell you my secrets?"
"Chen Changan, I told you, even if I can't kill you, I..."
"Don't rush to make threats. You should have a way to kill me."
"After all these years, why haven't you used it?"
"What... are you waiting for?"
Chen Changan