The Great Battle Against Shui Tian

Turning back to Shen Fan.

After reforging his foundation, Shen Fan had just left the Green Tower when the two men who had been waiting outside like hunters lying in wait for prey immediately closed in on him.

One blocked his way from the front, the other from behind, completely cutting off his escape!

Recognizing the two men, and Shui Wujun in particular, Shen Fan couldn't help furrowing his brow.

"Fellow Daoist Shui Wujun, and you, unfamiliar fellow Daoist—what is the meaning of this?"

Though he could already feel the undisguised malice radiating from them, Shen Fan still chose not to strike first.

It wasn't that Shen Fan had suddenly changed his ways. It was that, from Shui Tian, he sensed a trace of deadly threat!

This guy had some means or power capable of hurting me!

Shen Fan gave Shui Tian, the flashy man encased in crystal armor, a long look, then turned to the more familiar Shui Wujun.

Noticing Shen Fan's gaze, Shui Wujun glanced at Shui Tian, who had been waiting for his instructions. When Shui Tian gave a slight nod, Shui Wujun spoke slowly:

"Fellow Daoist Wu Ji, you've been inside the Green Tower for so long. You must have gained quite a lot, right?

"Be sensible and hand over the treasures you found in the Green Tower. Otherwise, the Guanghan Saber in my hand won't show you any mercy!"

"Fellow Daoist Shui Wujun, are you serious?"

Shen Fan was at a loss for words. Even when the other man drew a True King Artifact in the shape of a saber, over a meter long, right in front of him, Shen Fan didn't feel the slightest concern.

After all, in Shen Fan's eyes, Shui Wujun's strength was a complete joke!

Even seven days ago, Shen Fan