"Elder Song, you dare swagger into Green Maple Valley? Have you prepared your own coffin?"
A voice brimming with killing intent drifted slowly from the depths of Green Maple Valley, echoing through the valley without end.
For a moment, it seemed the whole world fell silent.
Song Zhong looked toward the voice. A figure in green robes, with delicate features, came walking slowly toward them.
He held his hands behind his back, his long, graceful hair stirring in the wind.
Though he seemed to walk slowly, in the space of three breaths he crossed several miles and appeared before Song Zhong and the others.
That one move alone was enough to make Song Zhong's expression turn grave.
As expected, this young man was just as unfathomable as the rumors claimed.
Though he had already begun to take Li Xinge seriously, he still wore a look of disdain as he said, "So you're that little brat from the Li Family?"
Li Xinge narrowed his eyes slightly, unbothered by Song Zhong's contempt. "Elder, those words alone have earned you a death sentence."
Song Zhong's face darkened. With a humorless smile, he said, "You little brat, death is at your doorstep and you still don't know it. You've got a little talent, and already you're unbearably arrogant!"
With that,
strands of crimson Qi and Blood power steamed from his body, transforming into a suit of blood-red armor that clung to him. Song Zhong now looked like a demon from beyond the heavens.
Li Xinge no longer concealed his strength either. An abyssal, ocean-deep aura erupted from him, and a gale rose from the ground.
His extraordinarily vigorous Qi and Blood power formed a blood-red lion behind him, its claws bared and fangs exposed. The lion threw back its head and roared, its earthshaking