Xing Heng began to doubt if he had heard it wrong.
Kill Pang Jian? Spare Dong Tianze?
If he were to swap their positions, deeming to kill Dong Tianze and spare Pang Jian, that would have made sense to him.
Without the backing of a powerful background, Dong Tianze, after being identified as a remnant of the Blood Spirit Sect, wouldn't cause too much trouble or strife if he were killed.
But who was Pang Jian?
The new generation's Sword Dao prodigy of Sword Tower and Pu Zhaotian's closest disciple—a transcendent being who bore the potential to one day carry the mantle of Sword Tower!
Would Sword Tower not be turned upside down if he died?
Putting aside identities, and just talking about individual combat power, Pang Jian shattered the Witch Ghost Flag with two sword strikes—how could he be so easily killed?
Xing Heng's face shifted uneasily, as he clutched the Black Jade Waist Token, hesitating to reply using his Divine Sense.
Nor did he make any further movements.
