Bodhi Sacred Fire Formation
He could never have imagined that Bi Fan would gain the upper hand in a single exchange.
Especially with eighteen layers of Sky Feather Light Sword Formation stacked together—they were far too powerful. He felt that if he had been at the center of the formation, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand even one layer.
Before Kan Huaisheng had joined the fight, he'd thought he had a decent chance of beating Bi Fan. But now he could say with certainty that he was no match for him. He hated to admit it, but the strength Bi Fan had just displayed had shattered his confidence.
Kan Huaisheng let out a breath and glared at Bi Fan, his eyes practically spitting fire.
Even he had been shaken by the attack of eighteen stacked Sky Feather Light Sword Formations. His blood and qi had churned, and he'd suffered a minor injury.
It wasn't serious, but it still left him feeling awful.
If an opponent of the same rank had caused it, that would have been one thing. But Bi Fan was clearly only at the early stage of the Chaos Elder realm.
A Chaos Celestial Venerable had actually been injured by an insignificant Chaos Elder. What a humiliation! Kan Huaisheng couldn't accept it.
"Very good, brat. You've successfully angered me. As a reward, I'll rip your soul out and burn it with evil netherflame for ten thousand years, to soothe the hatred in my heart!"
Kan Huaisheng spoke slowly, his eyes blazing with rage as he watched Bi Fan.
At that moment, he'd even forgotten the purpose of his trip. He couldn't care less whether he'd get the Witch Spirit Sword after killing Bi Fan. There was only one thought in his mind: crush Bi Fan and