The Inner Elder of Xuantian Tower was fleeing for his life when an indifferent voice, devoid of all emotion, sounded behind him. Terror seized his face.
Even his desperate steps slowed without his realizing it.
He could clearly sense that the White-Robed Youth he should have left far behind had somehow appeared on the path ahead.
"Tell me, how do you want to die?"
Seeing the Inner Elder of Xuantian Tower stop fleeing, Luo Yi did not rush to act.
He looked calmly in the Inner Elder of Xuantian Tower's direction, intending to let these lofty Inner Elders of Xuantian Tower taste the humiliation he had suffered in the Pearl-Curtain Blessed Land that day.
"Senior, I don't want to die!"
The Inner Elder of Xuantian Tower answered the young man's question without a moment's hesitation.
But as soon as he spoke, he saw the young man give an almost imperceptible shake of his head. Clearly, that answer had been rejected.
The elder knew that if he did not invoke his powerful backers now, he would likely die silently at the White-Robed Youth's hands in the next instant.
Not daring to delay, the Inner Elder of Xuantian Tower hastily spoke with a solemn expression.
He hoped his powerful connections would frighten the White-Robed Youth, while his composure would cow him as well.
"Enough. I know what kind of shit you're about to spout. Save it!"
The instant the Inner Elder of Xuantian Tower put on airs, Luo Yi saw through him.
He either wanted to flaunt his status and connections or pretend to be calm in front of Luo Yi.
Since that was all, Luo Yi, who had thought the man might have some other shit to spout, had no interest in listening to him ramble.
He took a sharp step