Zhang Hao held a long saber, Divine Power swirling around its blade. He was clearly truly enraged. Li Wan held a longsword, her pretty face taut, showing no intention of backing down.
"Senior Brother Zhang, are you really going to attack a junior sister of your own sect over a single Spirit Ginseng?" Li Wan asked coldly.
"Our own sect? In this Secret Realm, there are only the strong and the weak, no sectmates!" A glint of greed and ruthlessness flashed through Zhang Hao's eyes. "Junior Sister Li, I'll give you one last chance. Either get out of the Secret Realm or die here!"
Before his words had faded, Zhang Hao stopped wasting his breath. With a swing of his saber, a fierce blade of light slashed toward Li Wan, whistling through the air.
Li Wan's expression changed. Not daring to hesitate, she hurriedly swung her longsword to block.
Clang!
Metal rang against metal. Li Wan felt a tremendous force surge into her, numbing her arm. She staggered back several steps, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth. Clearly, there was still a considerable gap between her strength and Zhang Hao's.
"You have a death wish!" Zhang Hao snorted coldly and pressed his advantage, swinging his saber. Blades of light crisscrossed the air, every strike lethal.
Yun Che stopped watching. He flashed before the Star Spirit Ginseng, grabbed it, then harvested it and put it away.
"You dare touch my ginseng? You're courting death!"
Zhang Hao was the first to notice Yun Che, and his face immediately turned livid with rage.
It was bad enough that this man was swooping in to reap the benefits of their fight, but he even seemed utterly justified in doing so, showing them no regard whatsoever.
However, once he saw