A sharp glint appeared inside of Fell's pupil. His face darkened, and Soldier's Fortune appeared in his hand, the rage and wrath that had died down with the death of Golden resurfaced in an instant.
"What did you say?" he said through gritted teeth. "What do you mean by this city will cease to exist?!", a sharp killing intent wasn't hidden and could clearly be expressed through his words. And the otherworldly cultivator couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
The youth in front of him wasn't even a second step cultivator. But the pressure he radiated was equivalent to a second step cultivator. He silently looked at the young man and thought cautiously about what he was going to say. Although he didn't fear a battle against the youth, he was fully aware that if the man failed to kill him, the next time they met, he could easily be overpowered.
