So it was because of this Dou Technique...
Yan Lin murmured in realization, though inwardly he felt troubled. What a coincidence. I never expected that the Soul Envoy I killed in the Black-Corner Region was actually Wu Ying's nephew. This is troublesome.
Wu Ying gave him a very dangerous feeling. Clearly, the other man possessed strength capable of threatening him.
At this moment, Yan Lin did not know Wu Ying's exact current strength. But he knew that Protector Wu would be a Four-Star Dou Zong three years later. Wu Ying's current strength was at least that of a Two-Star Dou Zong, no weaker than Yun Shan.
Not to mention that Wu Ying possessed a secret technique for raising his strength. Even Yan Lin found an enemy like this exceedingly troublesome.
"Protector Wu may be mistaken. I obtained this Dou Technique at an auction in the Black-Corner Region. Your nephew was not killed by me."
While his mind raced for a response, Yan Lin maintained an impassive expression as he spoke. He was still trying to stall for time and devise a strategy. Of course, if he could bluff his way through this, he naturally did not want to risk his life against Protector Wu just yet.
Unfortunately, this was the Dou Qi Continent, where murder was not against the law and no one cared about evidence.
As long as you were strong enough, truth was in your hands!
"Perhaps. But since you might be the one who killed my nephew, this Protector cannot let you live!"
Killing intent erupted from his crimson eyes. Protector Wu's black robes billowed as black mist swirled around him. Then, a wisp of black qi drifted from his body, transforming into a streak of black light that shot into the sky. A bowl-shaped Dou Qi