At this moment, Ancient Ling Immortal Monarch looked disheveled, with bloodshot eyes. He resembled a spirited young man who had been staying up for several nights in an internet café.
There was not a trace of benevolence in his eyes, but rather endless wrath.
Like a hunter who hunts wild geese every day, then suddenly
gets pecked blind by a goose - this was the current condition of the Ancient Ling Immortal Monarch!
"Youngster, today, this seat will have you dead!"
After taking a moment to regain his composure, Ancient Ling Immortal Monarch roared angrily towards the sky.
Although Chen Chang'an's actions had dealt him a heavy blow.
But, the injury was trivial, losing face was a bigger matter!
A respected Immortal Monarch of the Upper Realm was reversed and humiliated by a youngster from the Lower Realm. How could he bear such tremendous indignation!
"Sword, come~!"
