Master Han Long came out of close-door meditation confidently and wanted to challenge Chu Kuangren.
However, when he learned that Chu Kuangren was already in the Great Perfected realm, he instantly got disheartened and discouraged. He stood outside the mountain peak and shuddered.
Despite cultivating the Frost Dao, he could feel chills running down his spine and reaching every inch of his body. He had goosebumps all over his skin, and it made him feel sick.
"Oh? Is someone here to challenge me?"
A voice came from the Heavenly Sword Peak.
Master Han Long gulped nervously. He cupped his fists into a fist salute and said, "It's a misunderstanding! Please excuse me!"
After that, he turned around and fled, but a sword qi shot out from the mountain peak.
It was so fast that he could not even dodge it.
"No! Quintuple Frost Dao Art, Godly Ice Lance!"
