"My purpose this time is simple: to reclaim the Water Spring Crystals you stole."
"Leave the Water Spring Crystals behind, and you may depart in peace and go about whatever you were doing."
"If you refuse to leave them..."
After Jian Changfeng spoke, he lightly rested his right hand on the hilt of his sword. An aura unique to the third level of the Golden Immortal realm erupted without reservation.
At that moment, sword cries rang out across heaven and earth, while the laws of the Sword Dao around him nearly condensed into tangible form.
Jian Changfeng's meaning was already perfectly clear.
Li Xiaoyao beside Ye Lin was so angry he laughed.
This kid was pretty damn arrogant, coming alone to stop their entire group.
So what if he was at the third level of the Golden Immortal realm?
"Bold words. But I'd like to see whether you have the strength to back up that arrogance."
With a gesture of both hands, Li Xiaoyao's Wind Thunder Twin Hammers abruptly appeared in his grasp.
Li Xiaoyao had seen plenty of madmen, but in the end, every one of them had died beneath his twin hammers.
Now he wanted to see whether this kid's strength was as arrogant as his mouth.
The next instant, Li Xiaoyao turned into a streak of light and charged toward Jian Changfeng, the laws of strength around him surging forward without a trace of hesitation.
Ye Lin simply stood there with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the scene unfold.
For this kid to dare block them alone, there were only two possibilities.
The first was that he was not truly alone—there had to be others watching from the shadows.
The second was that he was utterly confident in his own strength, confident enough to dare