"I have already said that sooner or later, you will be ground to dust by me!" The Great Revered One's demonic voice echoed back and forth across the land: "Today is the day I grind you to dust!!"
The tone of the Great Revered One was angry, yet carried a sense of relief.
Because he regarded Fan Wu as the greatest enemy of his life.
He considered Fan Wu an enemy that he must grind to dust.
Every moment, he thought about tearing Fan Wu apart.
Every moment, he thought about encountering Fan Wu.
Now.
He, the Great Revered One, had finally encountered that damned Qiulong Temple's Fan Wu, and this Qiulong Temple's Fan Wu was about to be torn apart by him!
How could this not be relieving?!
He was elated!!
So elated that he almost laughed out loud!!
The Great Revered One greatly enjoyed the feeling that Fan Wu, no matter how he struggled, had no means to escape from the palm of his hand.
