"Looks like you've been abandoned." One of them looked at Jin Wanguan and grinned, his savage appearance making Jin Wanguan's body tremble.
He did not blame Yao Hua and the others for leaving. He only wanted to complain about Qin Luo and the rest.
Why could they go save Zi Chen, yet not know to come save him?
But there was nothing to be done. This was his own fault for not explaining things clearly. The fact that even a shred of information had gotten out was already quite good.
Besides, he had only just learned that thirteen King Rank experts were pursuing him.
Earlier, he had only been concerned with fleeing for his life. How could he have had time to count how many people were chasing after him?
"Thirteen? Are there really only thirteen?" Jin Wanguan was somewhat doubtful. He felt that an utterly terrifying major force stood behind this group.
"If that's the case, then I'll fight with my life on the line!" Jin Wanguan roared.
"You want to kill me?"
"Impossible. Maybe in your next life!"
"Heavenly Demon Disintegration Art!" Jin Wanguan roared, and endless black qi surged from his body.
Self-destruction? No, no, no—he was disintegrating! As long as a wisp of his aura escaped, he would have a chance at revival.
"You won't escape." The others did not care about Jin Wanguan's technique in the slightest.
Even if he luckily escaped with a thread of life, so what? The monk might run, but the temple could not.
The Third Dao Yan Universe was destined for destruction. There was no doubt about that.
Nearly all the King Rank experts attacked at once, sealing off every inch of space in this area. Jin Wanguan's screams rang out without end.
Those cries also traveled into the distance