Ji Nan stood proudly beneath the moonlight in the void, blood energy swirling around him.
The closer they got, the more terrifying and sinister that inhuman, fiendish aura became.
Combined with the god-and-devil-like methods Ji Nan had just displayed.
Oppression!
Overwhelming oppression!
All three of Ye Tian's group were under immense pressure.
It was as if they were walking along a cliff edge, where one careless step would leave them shattered to pieces.
The feeling of having their lives beyond their control was truly unbearable!
"Get lost!" Enduring that deadly sense of intimidation, Tu Gao Yi gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead throbbing. "I am a man of dignity. I would rather die standing than live kneeling. How could I possibly lower my head to a demonic cultivator like you?"
On the other side, Yu Huachi, his face pale, also nodded as he forcibly endured the freely flowing fiendish aura.
"Then you are already dead." Ji Nan sneered and turned his gaze toward Ye Tian. "I hope you will be a smart man and not choose a dead end."
In truth, this was only a lie.
He merely wanted to see Ye Tian's reaction. It was the leisurely composure of a cat playing with a mouse.
No matter what, Ji Nan would not allow Ye Tian to live.
Ji Nan was, after all, an outstanding hero of his generation. He was not as shortsighted as Mu Yuan.
He understood that Ye Tian was no creature of a shallow pond and could not be allowed to remain for long.
Ye Tian's will was extraordinarily firm, and his Dao Heart exceptionally steadfast—rare in all the world.
Allowing such an enemy to grow would bring endless future trouble.
So long as Ye Tian lived, Ji Nan's heart could not rest easy.