If he had been put in Chu Lang's position just now, even he could not say for certain that he would have been able to block that sword.
That sword had truly been far too terrifying.
What was most terrifying was the strength of the person before him.
"The dead are not worthy of knowing, nor are they worthy of asking."
"And my patience has run out as well. Let this farce come to a complete end."
Looking at these small fry, Ye Lin slowly rose to his feet.
He did not want to keep dragging things out, nor did he want to continue wasting time on this pack of ants.
He did not take these ants seriously at all.
Ye Lin felt it was not worth wasting his time here with these ants.
"Hmph, arrogant."
Venerable Mo Xing snorted coldly and slowly stood up as well.
Just because you killed one Chu Lang, you have become this arrogant?
He could kill Chu Lang too.
That sword strike just now had indeed made him feel an unprecedented sense of danger, but that was all.
If it came down to a fight to the death, he might not necessarily be inferior to the man before him.
His intuition told him that this fellow was definitely not at the fourth level of the Quasi-Saint Realm.
Since he was not at the fourth level of the Quasi-Saint Realm, what was there for him to fear?
There was absolutely nothing to fear.
Below the fourth level of the Quasi-Saint Realm, he considered himself invincible—absolutely invincible.
Seeing that two peerless powerhouses were about to clash, the rulers of the imperial dynasties around them silently put some distance between themselves and the pair.
They had already made their calculations.
Whoever won, they would surrender to that