"Arrogant brat, are you threatening me?"
Qiuling Dao chuckled coldly, his tone becoming more indifferent: "You killed Teng Yunlong, a life for a life, it's only fitting for me to kill you in return."
Even though he was being belittled by a young upstart, a splinter of anger still bubbled up in Qiuling Dao's heart. The majesty of the Supreme Emperor had been challenged.
"You can try."
Long Yan remained unruffled, discreetly gripping the Tiger-shaped Blood Talisman in his hand.
He indeed lacked the strength, even at his peak, he was no match for Qiuling Dao. But he still had his trump card, the Tiger-shaped Blood Talisman.
The amulet Fat Cat had left him would have no problem killing Qiuling Dao.
"Kid, I must say, you're courageous. Even against an Emperor Realm Late Stage, I usually can't be bothered to lift a hand. But I'll make an exception today."
