What Kind of Look Was That?!

"...Mm, mm?!"

Yao Fei's expression turned horrified. What did that mean? Could it be a powerhouse that woman had invited? Absolutely impossible!!

His expression shifted slightly, yet his heart suddenly calmed considerably as he rapidly calculated everything. At the very least, this person did not intend to kill him just yet.

Yao Fei changed his tone and solemnly cupped his hands. "What does Senior require?"

Yet the instant he spoke, an indifferent voice rang throughout the cave-heaven. "Your life."

The voice was neither loud nor soft, but Yao Fei immediately sensed something was wrong. A crisis of death enveloped his heart. He tried to unleash every method at his disposal, but it was all futile.

"Ah..."

Yao Fei let out a miserable scream. A black figure abruptly appeared before him and hoisted him into the air with a single large hand. He could not offer even a shred of resistance, and the entire cave-heaven had already been shrouded by an inexplicable grand formation!

"Senior!!"

"Heh heh, I won't kill you right away."

A chilling smile curved across Chen Xun's lips, cold enough to freeze the bones. He held Yao Fei as though pinching an ant struggling madly. "Are all the Image Recording Stones on you now?"

Yao Fei's features twisted. The Rule Power he had spent thousands of years refining was collapsing at a visible rate.

His heart bled. Ten thousand years of cultivation had come to nothing in a single day!

"Looks like Senior has no intention of sparing me. Was it my niece who invited you here...?"

A trace of madness crept into his expression. He looked at Chen Xun with sinister eyes and chuckled. "Looks like, under my tutelage, she served Senior to your satisfaction... Hahaha!"

"But her Water-Moon Sacred Body has already been lost. Senior must