Naturally, he did not mind killing a few more blind fools from the Xuantian Tower anyway. His current face and appearance were not that of Luo Yi, the sect master of the Tianyan Sect.
Even if he truly killed all three of them, the Xuantian Tower would only end up searching for this illusory, disguised identity of his.
"Good, very good!"
Seeing that the white-robed young man dared to provoke them when death was near.
The leader among the Xuantian Tower inner sect elders finally opened his eyes completely.
Within his clear eyes, a bone-chilling murderous intent surged without the slightest concealment.
As inner sect elders of the Xuantian Tower, no matter where they went in the past—even among demon factions—they were treated as honored guests.
No one had ever dared to openly refute their opinions, let alone take the initiative to provoke them verbally.
This was the first time they had ever encountered a reckless greenhorn like the white-robed young man before them.
Yet in order to uphold the great prestige of the Xuantian Tower, they had to employ thunderous methods to make this blind fellow pay the price.
Furthermore, they would let him know what the majesty of the Xuantian Tower was, and that it allowed no provocation whatsoever.
Besides, those heavenly treasures capable of healing soul injuries had been specifically requested by the personal disciple of Yue Buqun, who was known as the Gentleman's Sword. Was that something anyone could just touch?
No matter how blazing their momentum or how resounding their reputation, the so-called prodigies of the Northern Endless Sea were merely confined to such a remote, isolated corner of the Northern Endless Sea, and further restricted to that circle of young juniors.
Such existences had perhaps walked their path of cultivation far too smoothly, causing