The rescue
Yan Jin's threats were unmistakable, but Bi Fan only gave a cold, unconcerned smile. He raised an eyebrow, his eyes glinting with a chill. "You don't need to flatter me. To me, your Kirin Clan is no different from the Devil Race. And don't think I don't know that, in your eyes, the Golden Crow Clan is no better. If I want to deal with you, I won't care whether anyone from the Devil Race is around. Besides..."
His tone shifted, and a wicked smile spread across his face. Lowering his voice, he said meaningfully, "Who else is here besides you and me? So what if I take you all out? Who wouldn't think the Devil Race did it?"
Everyone's expression changed. For a moment, his words left them at a loss for how to respond.
Nangong Hongxuan's face darkened. He had never expected this man to be a rogue who yielded neither to soft words nor to hard ones. Still, his pride wouldn't let him be cowed by a few words.
He gave a cold snort. "What are you, anyway? You think crossing into the Spirit Lord Realm makes you invincible? You barged in here alone, claiming you're going to take on all of us. Aren't you a little too sure of yourself?"
Bi Fan grinned. There was no anger on his face, only a hint of amusement as he looked at him. "You don't believe me? I like people who refuse to believe in bad omens. But don't forget how I made my name in the Heavenly Emperor Treasure Pagoda!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Hongxuan involuntarily took two steps back, his heart sinking to the bottom.
He remembered the third level, where this man had nearly wiped out an entire squad from the