The Nascent Soul Intermediate Stage cultivator sensed the killing intent from the Kun cultivator opposite him. He did not dare confront her head-on and merely looked around.
Not far from him, a Nascent Soul High Stage cultivator snorted. "Fellow Daoist Nantian truly excels at teaching juniors a lesson."
"Whether I excel at teaching juniors is none of your fucking business!" Fellow Daoist Nantian truly had a terrible temper. He immediately cursed back, "Once this matter is over, I'll definitely pay you a visit."
The Nascent Soul High Stage cultivator raised an eyebrow dismissively. He clearly did not care much, but he said nothing further.
"Once this matter is over?" Yi Jue sneered. "Talk after you manage to leave here alive."
"You seem to have quite a big problem with me," True Immortal Nantian said, turning his head to look her up and down. Since he was unsure of her background, he could not speak too harshly. More importantly, he could sense that she truly wanted to kill him.
That left him feeling rather wronged. "You damaged my True Artifact, and I didn't even hold it against you. Is this still not over?"
Yi Jue ignored him. It isn't me who won't let this go. Feng Jun won't spare you.
Thinking of how Feng Jun had not asked her for help and had instead gone far away to bring back reinforcements, she felt another surge of irritation.
When True Immortal Nantian saw that she did not respond, anger rose in his heart. He gestured toward the distant crowd.
Before long, three True Immortals came over from afar—one intermediate-stage and two initial-stage. The two who had stopped Feng Jun earlier were both among them.
The three True Immortals spread out widely and locked onto Yi Jue from a distance. Upon closer inspection,