Shi Feiyang had the Cosmic Light Disc refined from Mystic-Demon Shuttles. Even if a supreme expert such as Dharma King Xuanyuan, or a peerless master like Li Jingxu, came to kill him, he still had a means of fighting to the death when cornered.
If all the Mystic-Demon Shuttles inside the Cosmic Light Disc exploded, they could shatter the entire Central Land continent and sink it beneath the sea. All four seas would be shaken, vast regions would become wastelands, and the world would return to the Primordial Wilderness. Thus, whoever he faced, he always had a measure of confidence.
But this was his final, desperate means of taking his enemy down with him. He absolutely could not use it before the last moment. Likewise, if his opponents divined that he possessed such a weapon, they would not dare press him too far.
Someone like Dharma King Xuanyuan, even if he were not currently in seclusion, would not rashly come seeking revenge. Old monsters whose cultivation had reached that level all valued their own standing. Unless they could kill with a single strike, they would not act lightly. He would insist on waiting until Shi Feiyang encountered a tribulation before throwing stones at him while he was down in the well.
With that assurance behind him, Shi Feiyang feared no one he might encounter.
Standing in the Serpent King Temple, he looked at the newcomer. He knew the man was also the head of a sect and had likewise come for Hesha's Marvelous Book, but to him, this was merely another branch sprouting from the affair, a little more trouble.
Ni Fangxian recognized the man, though she had no desire whatsoever to see him. "Fellow Daoist Hunyuan, have you been well since we last met?"
The man was Grandmaster Taiyi