"Hm?"
Ye Xiaofei furrowed his brows, wondering if the Death God had become so powerful that he no longer wished to lift a finger to kill him.
No wonder Sun Yu had warned him not to engage in battle with the Death God, as it was truly impossible to break through this layer of killing intent.
The tangible killing intent pressing down on him ignited an involuntary fear in his heart.
"You go and have fun, I need to go break the formation."
The Death God glanced indifferently at Ye Xiaofei, for he had already gauged Ye Xiaofei's strength. In a real fight, Ye Xiaofei could take down someone of Lower Level Thirteen Inner Strength, but if it were Mid Level, Ye Xiaofei would stand no chance.
That evening, he would relay these words to Zhang Jixiang, whose cultivation had reached the lower ranks of Level Fourteen. Old Gui was at the upper ranks of Level Thirteen, and Golden Leopard was also at the lower ranks of Level Thirteen.
