Yun Che immediately transmitted his voice. "I'm very curious. What gave you the courage to appear before me? Was it the Land of Shells backing you?"
A cold, sinister smile curled the lips of Knight Commander Zhu Qi, and his voice traveled into Yun Che's ears along a thread of Divine Power.
"The Land of Shells is naturally our greatest backing, but do you think we would come to see you unprepared?"
Qi Tianjun snorted, his tone filled with undisguised venom. "Yun Che, you destroyed my Heaven-Reaching Divine Pavilion. We cannot coexist under the same sky. This Ranking Tournament will be the death of you and these trusted followers of yours!"
Yun Che's gaze sharpened, and he sneered inwardly, but his expression remained unchanged. He raised his teacup and took a light sip, as though he thought nothing of their threats.
He knew that since these two dared to appear, they must have something to rely on. Perhaps it was some contingency of the Land of Shells, or perhaps they had joined forces with other factions harboring ill intentions toward him.
But regardless, he would not be afraid. Having experienced so many brushes with death, he was no longer the youth who had needed to tread carefully at every turn. Now, he had enough strength to face any challenge.
"Is that so? I hope you won't run away again this time. Or perhaps... I should just kill you now."
The moment Yun Che finished speaking, he used Teleportation, appearing before them at once as an enormous claw manifested, seemingly capable of tearing heaven and earth apart.
"Great Yin Nether Heaven-Rending Claw!"
Seeing Yun Che act so decisively, Zhu Qi and Qi Tianjun honestly could not help feeling a trace of fear for no apparent reason. Instinctively, they wanted to turn