"He's here. That little fellow is almost here. When the fighting starts, I will hold him off."
True Dragon blinked and looked outside.
Then.
The sealed small world he had personally constructed slowly dissolved, revealing the Meeting Hall's original appearance once more.
"Boy, I will stop the Vermilion Bird Holy Land's Great Elder. As for that little girl, I'll leave her to you."
"Since she came after you, you should settle this grudge with your own hands. Now, let me ask you."
"Can you kill her? Do you dare?"
"Of course I can! And I dare!"
Jiang Yan answered without hesitation, his words as decisive as a blade striking through iron.
Zhu Fengyue was the Vermilion Bird Holy Land's Saintess, a woman of supremely exalted status. If he killed her, once word got out, he would inevitably offend the entire Vermilion Bird Holy Land.
An ordinary martial artist would never dare kill Zhu Fengyue.
But since when had Jiang Yan been someone who meekly followed the rules?
To him, Zhu Fengyue wanted to seize his True Flame and take his life, which naturally made her an enemy with whom he could never coexist.
Never mind that Zhu Fengyue was the Vermilion Bird Holy Land's Saintess—even if its Supreme stood here, Jiang Yan would kill them without hesitation if he had the strength.
"Hahahaha! Hahahaha! Well said! You dare, and you can!"
Upon hearing this, True Dragon burst into delighted laughter.
"Boy, no wonder you received the Sky-Splitting True Spirit's blessing. That temperament truly suits the way that one usually acted."
When True Dragon was young, he had followed the Sky-Splitting True Spirit, so he knew the methods of that towering god-devil exceedingly well.
Though that being was as beautiful as a sprite, their methods were bloody to the extreme. Countless