"Ahhh! Damned thing, you mongrel, you cursed native!"
Seeing Xia Ping kill the man in black with a single thrust of his spear, the man in blue, Chu Hen, immediately flew into a rage. "You actually dared to kill a disciple of my Mysterious Heaven Sect. You're courting death—you're seeking your own doom!
"Not only you, but everyone around you, anyone connected to you, will pay for this in rivers of blood. Neither heaven nor earth will be able to save you. No one!"
He roared himself hoarse, his face twisted with rage as his fury reached its peak.
One had to know that Chu Hen was a Golden Core Realm True Person, immensely powerful. That brat was merely a lowly native, only in the True Fire Realm—yet such an insignificant nobody had dared to kill his junior brother and a disciple of the Mysterious Heaven Sect right before his eyes.
What outrageous arrogance, what brazen insolence! It was clear that he had not put Chu Hen or the Mysterious Heaven Sect in his eyes at all! This was a vicious slap across Chu Hen's face.
If word of this got out, what face would he have left? He would become the laughingstock of the Mysterious Heaven Sect's many fellow disciples, mocked for being unable to suppress even a tiny native, for having cultivated his whole life only for it to go to the dogs.
Boom~
In an instant, Chu Hen moved. He drew a precious sword from his body, and everything within a thousand li trembled. This was a Golden Core Realm cultivator making his move, stirring the winds and clouds, shaking heaven and earth.
One had to know that he was a Golden Core True Person of the Mysterious Heaven Sect, not some Rogue Cultivator who had entered