"The two of us, master and disciple?"
Zhang Yuan raised his brows slightly and extended a hand to calculate the threads of karma. Understanding immediately dawned on him.
He had wondered why the man before him looked half-dead despite being a Great Cultivator of the Ascension Realm. It turned out Xiao Yuanjun had given him a beating.
In that case, Xiao Yuanjun was also on the Eastern Continent. He could find a time to meet up with her.
Mm.
Since his Master had already beaten the man up, he clearly was no good. There was no need for words; he could simply strike.
With that thought, Zhang Yuan wasted no more breath on Juesheng True Person. The [Primordial Form-Converging Sword] abruptly left its sheath, and he unleashed a divine ability, transforming it into qi light that shot toward Juesheng True Person.
If the Sumeru Stone was not in this city, it was on the man before him. He could just kill him and take it. There was no need for so much idle talk.
The qi light hurtled toward him with the supreme treasure's special effect, [Light Leap]. Juesheng True Person's pupils abruptly contracted. He had never expected Zhang Yuan to draw his sword without warning. Unable to dodge in time, he was struck squarely by the Three-Colored Qi Light.
Boom!
Struck twice in succession by the Three-Colored Qi Light, the Blood-Colored Head, whose only facial feature was a mouth, fell to the ground grievously wounded and could not rise. Blood began hissing out of him, and a rain of blood fell over all of Colorful Mist City.
With a slight shift of thought, Zhang Yuan released a little of his exalted standing, making the blood rain avoid him on its own. The bloody rain was filthy. Even though the