"You don't qualify to play rough," Blaze Regret scoffed coldly, then looked toward the distance.
Mut Kui, after all this time, you should be arriving soon.
The crisp sound of a whip echoed across the mountainside, causing all the disciples of the Five Demon Hall to exchange glances without one daring to rush forward and fight Blaze Regret. Even a fourth tier spirit lord master had been easily beaten, let alone them. If they took even a single step, they feared they would be instantly obliterated.
The intense pain coursing through his body nearly drove Mut Yin to collapse. For the first time in his life, he loathed the vine whip.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, three long trails of dust were drawn at the foot of the mountain. From them emerged a middle aged man exuding a terrifying aura. His face, shadowed and grim, lifted as his chilling voice resounded through the heavens and earth.
"Who dares to run wild on my Five Demon Hall?"
