At this moment, Lu Ren was within the Myriad Sword Tomb, a true master of the place. With a single thought, he could kill Jian Tiange, and no one could stop him.
"Jian Tiange, what about you?"
Hua Xuanyin looked at Jian Tiange and asked.
Jian Tiange's expression was dreadful, his fury reaching its peak. "You want compensation from me? Impossible!"
He was a lofty genius ranked eighty-fifth on the Divine Ruins Ranking. He refused to believe Lu Ren would truly dare to kill him.
"Jian Tiange, his master is a Divine King. He may not necessarily fear your Divine Sword Sect, so you'd better think this through!"
Hua Xuanyin said calmly.
Her voice was exceedingly composed, yet it carried a trace of threat.
Many rogue Divine Kings did not take certain divine sects seriously at all. After all, they were alone; even if they killed a sect's divine son, they need not fear retaliation from that sect.
Divine sects did not dare easily kill each other's divine sons, since each had a sect standing behind them. But rogue Divine Kings had no such concerns whatsoever.
"Hua Xuanyin, are you threatening me?"
Jian Tiange asked coldly.
"I'm merely stating the facts!"
Hua Xuanyin shrugged, her face full of helplessness.
Jian Tiange was truly suffering for the sake of saving face. If she had not been worried that Lu Ren's identity would be exposed, she might not have stopped him.
Wu Jianqing put away the Three Gates of Heavenly Sword and walked over to Jian Tiange. "Jian Tiange, in my opinion, you should compensate him with some resources!"
"Impossible!"
Jian Tiange said coldly.
Wu Jianqing leaned close and whispered several words into Jian Tiange's ear. Jian Tiange's expression turned gloomy, but he eventually nodded.
"Kid, I have a Transcendent Divine Technique