Li Zhanhun Cried from Fear

"..."

Li Zhanhun said nothing. Once he entered the courtyard, he removed the concealment around himself. He intended to use the most direct force to crush this so-called "Holy Lord" and make the other party truly understand the gap in their strength.

Assassination and the like might also have intimidated the other party.

But if the other party happened to be some hotheaded fool who understood nothing, it might well fail to achieve the desired effect... After thinking it over, directly displaying his strength seemed more convincing.

Of course, the main reason was... Li Zhanhun did not think some puny native Immortal Vortex Realm cultivator could pose any threat to him. If he had to go to such lengths to lurk in the shadows and employ schemes, wouldn't that be giving the other party far too much credit?

Having come from a place like Ten Thousand Swords City, Li Zhanhun naturally lacked none of the pride he ought to possess.

"Boom!"

After taking only a few steps, Li Zhanhun's body trembled. A supremely powerful surge of immortal power instantly erupted from within him. An invisible, ferocious shockwave crashed outward in all directions, making the air quake wildly.

The powerful aura of the Immortal Vortex Realm suddenly exploded forth!

Without the slightest restraint.

At that moment, such a powerful aura suddenly erupting in the incomparably peaceful Crouching Dragon Mountain was naturally eye-catching, drawing the attention of many people. In particular, the several Immortal Vortex Realm cultivators who had personally watched him barge into the forbidden grounds gaped in astonishment!

This newcomer really had a head of iron!

"The envoy of Ten Thousand Swords City has arrived! Why aren't you coming out at once to welcome me!?"

Not only did Li Zhanhun unleash his aura, he also let out a thunderous roar