Lu Siyu only felt his hair stand on end and, frightened, he stumbled two steps forward before hurriedly turning to look back.
Chen Fan was standing still not far away, his face adorned with a smile, and nobody knew when he had arrived there.
"You, you, you… how are you still alive! This is unscientific!" Lu Siyu was still unsettled, his speech stuttering.
He quickly looked towards Taiyi Ancestor not far away and said, "Ancestor, you must kill this guy, ah. Back then, he cursed your ancestors for eighteen generations and even said he wanted you to become his slave. This kind of person who dares to disrespect you, Ancestor, certainly cannot be left alive in this world!"
Lu Jinyuan, who was beside him, quietly breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that Chen Fan wasn't dead but became anxious again as he saw the Taiyi Ancestor approaching.
He hurriedly said, "You're talking nonsense! You just made all of that up!"
