Rumble!
Rumble!
Hearing Jiang Yan's words, Jian Twelve's expression changed dramatically. His aura erupted like a volcano, soaring skyward and sweeping toward Jiang Yan. Thunderous explosions immediately rang out through the air.
For a moment, howling winds whipped up clouds of dust.
This was the might of two Wén Realm warriors. Even before they truly clashed, the mere pull of their auras had already changed the weather.
"Similar. So very similar..."
Jian Twelve stood with his hands clasped behind his back, like an incomparably sharp sword planted in the earth. He gazed at Jiang Yan from afar, admiration gradually showing in his eyes.
"Truly, you're so much like me back then. Your temperament is practically identical to mine. Once someone offends you, as long as you're strong enough, you'll go straight to their door and cut the weeds out by the roots."
"I shouldn't have stayed here. I should've left Dark Moon Lake long ago. If I had, perhaps I wouldn't have run into you..."
"What? This man came here to cause trouble for us? Has he got a death wish?"
"Someone actually dares to offend the Wuliang Sword Sect in Moyun Prefecture?"
Jiang Yan's arrival to ambush the Divine Might Army had taken them completely by surprise.
In their eyes, Jiang Yan had clashed with them beneath Dark Moon Lake, then relied on a powerful trump card to make Jian Twelve retreat and escape unharmed. That was already a tremendous stroke of luck.
His next move should have been to flee Moyun Prefecture and keep the Wuliang Sword Sect from finding any trace of him, doing everything he could to evade the sect's vengeance.
Instead, Jiang Yan had appeared right in front of them, intending to wipe them all out and eliminate any future trouble. This left the always