Mo Fa had cultivated to this day, and countless souls had perished beneath his hand.
Of the escaped fish and formidable enemies he had hunted down, there had been no fewer than eighty, if not a hundred.
Yet he had never seen a target so eager to deliver himself to his door.
He looked at the white-haired, white-eyed youth before him, whose aura faintly melded with heaven and earth itself, and his vigilance rose to its peak.
Since the other party dared to appear at such a time, he surely possessed the confidence to match.
And indeed, that was the case.
The extraordinary pressure alone, so heavy that even it made his heart tremble, was enough to show that the person before him was not weaker than him in the slightest.
And with the Imperial Preceptor of Great Sheng, whose methods remained unknown, eyeing him like a tiger from the side...
Today's matter would likely not end peacefully.
In the flash between lightning and flint, Mo Fa had already made his decision.
The expression frozen on his face by killing intent instantly melted away. Instead, he revealed a sincere look, clasped his hands toward Ye Li in salute, and said loudly:
"Presumably, Your Excellency is Great Sheng's other distinguished expert."
"Earlier, I was too anxious and failed to observe proper etiquette. I merely had an urgent matter to inquire about with the Imperial Preceptor, and I apologize for any offense. Please forgive me."
"I am willing to compensate for the losses here. I only hope the two immortal friends will be magnanimous..."
Before he could finish, An Lingzhen, standing not far behind Ye Li, suddenly had her pupils contract.
She abruptly sensed a sharp, restrained sword intent wildly gathering beneath Ye Li's feet!
"Watch out!" she hurriedly cried out in