"Just go die."
After saying that, Ye Lin vanished into the night.
"Trying to kill me?"
"The person capable of killing me hasn't even been born yet."
Wen Tianheng sneered disdainfully.
Did he really think anyone could climb to the rank of Commander of the Heavenly Court?
The next moment, his arms suddenly swelled at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, both arms had transformed into claws.
His face was cold and grim, his blood-red pupils constantly searching through the night.
"You're too slow."
Suddenly, Wen Tianheng burst into laughter, his claws slashing toward the empty space beside him.
Ye Lin's figure flickered, and Wen Tianheng forcibly drove him out of the void.
Wen Tianheng seemed to have gone mad, repeatedly swinging his sharp claws, while Ye Lin kept his hands behind his back and drifted backward.
Ye Lin's movements were incomparably light, his entire body flickering continuously through the night. Yet no matter where he went, Wen Tianheng could always pinpoint his position.
The two chased each other through the black Starry Sky like ghosts.
Because they were moving so quickly and had yet to use their true strength, they caused very little disturbance. Not a single person in the entire sky garden noticed them.
"You bastard, do you only know how to dodge?"
Wen Tianheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice.
This guy was fast—so fast that even he was beginning to feel strained.
But with such speed, if they truly fought, he would not be easy to deal with.
And this guy had come looking for him, yet now refused to attack. Was he merely playing around?
Of course not...
"You're trying to lure me somewhere with no one around?"
Suddenly, Wen Tianheng stopped in midair and no longer pursued