The Demonic Path?
The Extreme Fire Sect delegation had come bristling with aggression, looking ready to ensure that anyone who entered would never escape. In an instant, their fierce expressions froze, and every one of them seemed to stop breathing.
Nor was it something they could recover from immediately. Astonishment, alarm, suspicion, disbelief-the intimidating air they had just put on vanished in a flash.
The contrast was so obvious, and the change so swift, that Young Master Nan and Tong Mingshan, who had accompanied him, were left staring in surprise.
When Young Master Nan came to his senses, he almost laughed. The intimidating might of the entire Extreme Fire Sect had been punctured by a single sentence from Chuntian.
With such a sharp tongue, it was little wonder Shi Chun had survived being hunted by so many allied sects in the Divine Fire Domain. Young Master Nan finally understood it. This bastard's life really was stubbornly cheap-so cheap that taking it was no easy matter.
Shi Chun was not finished. He swept his gaze over their reactions and added, "Speaking of which, I also wanted to take this opportunity to ask you seniors something. What was Black Tiger's magical treasure called?"
The Extreme Fire Sect delegation had yet to recover from his previous words. Once they did, they still had no idea how to answer, afraid some trap lay waiting for them.
After all, they knew this little thief was anything but an honest man. An honest man could never have survived the predicament he had faced in the Divine Fire Domain.
They could forget about expecting him to fear the Extreme Fire Sect. A beast who dared come knocking on their door after killing their disciples could hardly be anything decent.
Only after a long while did an elder