A Clash of Wills
Bi Fan answered with a modest smile, but to the people from Wuji Palace, it carried an indescribable note of mockery. Mu Yi's face instantly turned red, then white. They had brought a team led by a late-stage Spirit Lord Realm expert, and the five of them had failed to take down a mere early-stage Spirit Lord Realm cultivator. Worse, four had been killed by their target, while the last had been driven into a panicked retreat. It was truly humiliating!
Now, whether to avenge that little grudge of jealousy in his heart or to recover Wuji Palace's lost face, he had no choice but to show this brat his true strength!
His face darkened, and a murderous glint flashed in his eyes. He said coldly, "Bi Fan, I can let the matter of the Thunder Swallowing Beast go. But you killed disciples of Wuji Palace. Don't you think you owe us an explanation?"
Bi Fan chuckled, looking at him with interest. "You've got quite a thick skin, haven't you? You sent people to kill me. They failed, so I killed them. I'm already being generous by not coming after you, and you still have the nerve to demand an explanation?"
"You're asking for death!"
Mu Yi's expression darkened further. At last, he could no longer suppress the fury in his heart. His dense spiritual power surged from him like an erupting volcano, and an overwhelming, absolute pressure swept toward Bi Fan.
Bi Fan's expression tightened. Judging from the fluctuations in the aura Mu Yi had unleashed, his cultivation had actually reached the peak of the Spirit Lord Realm. The leader of Wuji Palace's group was certainly not someone to underestimate.
Faced with the spiritual pressure bearing down like a vast sky, Bi Fan merely narrowed