Just as the sword illusion was about to strike Zhang Xiaofan,
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes snapped open.
A horrifying gaze that seemed capable of obliterating heaven and earth suddenly emerged.
Supreme arrogance!
Looking down upon all beings!
Chilling to the bone!
Merely a single glance appeared able to freeze the entire temple in place.
"A mere child of the Lihe Realm dares to be so rampant!"
"In front of me, you're not even worth the dust!"
"Moreover, you should not have appeared, nor should you have kidnapped his woman."
These somewhat odd words came out of Zhang Xiaofan's mouth.
Indomitable pride, just like a god.
The old man from the Heaven-ranked Assassin of the Qimen Palace suddenly had an epiphany.
The Zhang Xiaofan before him was no longer the twenty-something youth, but an old monster deity that loomed over all beings.
The tremendous sword was about to cleave Zhang Xiaofan in two,.
Zhang Xiaofan's lips twitched slightly: "Die!"
