Lu Yuan greatly disliked this feeling.
His brows furrowed slightly, but before he could speak, the sharp-minded Ao Xuan had already guessed the truth.
It stared fixedly at the familiar Waist Token in the young man's hand, shock gradually flooding its eyes:
"So that's how it is! You... you're that Lu Yuan!"
The Supreme Elder's Waist Token was on the other party—what else was there to say?!
As its words fell, Ao Xuan's expression had already turned incomparably grim:
"You're not Late Extreme Realm—you're at the Extreme Realm Peak?!"
To kill a Supreme Elder of the Myriad Nether Palace, one had to be at least at the Extreme Realm Peak.
Perhaps... even the Half-Step Heavenly Realm was not impossible!
"No wonder you had the confidence to descend upon the Northern Netherworld Domain. I underestimated you!"
Baleful Intent gleamed within Ao Xuan's vertical pupils, and in its extreme rage, it laughed instead.
Yet separated by the holographic projection, its aura did not weaken in the slightest. Instead, it became increasingly sharp:
"However, if you think this means you can stand against the Myriad Nether Palace, then you are gravely mistaken!!"
"You dared to ambush and kill a Supreme Elder. The Palace Lord must already know of your existence!"
"In just a few days, the old master will return to the Nether Domain."
As it spoke, a strange smile surfaced at the corner of Ao Xuan's mouth:
"I have already memorized your aura, Lu Yuan. Your day of death is almost here."
"Enjoy your final days."
As its voice fell, its figure dissipated along with the holographic projection.
Lu Yuan could not help but chuckle.
When was the last time someone had threatened him so openly?
This truly was an opportunity that could only be encountered, never sought.
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