Even so, Ye Han did not rush to act. In his eyes, enforcing justice on Heaven's behalf and championing the righteous were merely grandiose excuses cultivators used for robbing other robbers.
He thought that way because he was preparing to do exactly that.
He carefully observed his target. The man looked utterly unremarkable, with dark skin and an ordinary face, but closer inspection revealed that he always held something back when attacking. The blood souls and treasures he unleashed looked spectacular, yet in reality, they were all thunder and little rain.
Their strikes against the two Spirit Communication Sect cultivators' demon beasts and treasures barely tickled. He was simply coasting along...
You really can't judge a man by his looks. This fellow is playing the pig to eat the tiger! Someone like that won't be easy to handle!
After observing him for a while, Ye Han could tell that this man was nowhere near as simple as he appeared.
Although his own cultivation far surpassed that of other cultivators at the same level, he still could not afford to be careless...
With that thought, Ye Han pointed a finger. The formation flags of the Little Heaven-Covering Formation flew out and settled around the mountainside, and he released the Binglian Puppet to lie in ambush within it...
No matter how certain victory seemed, a careful hand could keep a ship sailing for ten thousand years. He had to stay steady, or he might die without even knowing how.
After setting up the formation, Ye Han silently dashed away from the foot of the mountain...
When he reached the air above their battle, he saw that the tall, burly Senior Sister Liang's fiery temper had become her undoing. She kept releasing demon beasts and controlling them through spirit communication, falling for the