"I did not expect that Xue Wuyi, whom the Cultivators of Great Chen have been searching for everywhere, is actually the Sect Hierarch of the White Lotus Sect, a veritable White Lotus blossoming in the Sea of Blood. Have you come to kill me?" Xu Jianglin recognized the identity of the person before him and was curious about his purpose for coming.
"It's not yet time for our final battle, and such fine material as yourself should not be wasted!" Xue Wuyi sized up Xu Jianglin with a peculiar look, as if appraising a piece of clothing or a weapon.
"Whose deer will fall is yet to be determined, aren't you a bit too confident!"
"Haha, we shall see the true mettle under our hands in the future. I've enjoyed a good show today and am quite satisfied. Haha!" With a loud laugh, Xue Wuyi transformed into a shadow of blood, instantly disappearing into the horizon.
Just as Xu Jianglin was furrowing his brow, Lu Zhang in Yonzhou was also frowning.
