In front of Yi Yun, Shentu Nantian slowly walked towards him. His facial expression was the sinister and ruthless one that Yi Yun was familiar with.
Every step he took was abound with murderous intent. It was extremely oppressive.
Yi Yun held his breath as he clenched the Blood Red Lotus in his hands tightly.
"Haha! You still want to struggle?" Shentu Nantian unsheathed a sword and pointed the tip right at Yi Yun's eyes. "Yi Yun, I have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. I have finally waited for this day. I will cripple you of your martial arts and imprison you. I'll use the most merciless techniques in this world to torture you!"
"Oh?"
One of Yi Yun's eyebrow ticked up. He was extremely sharp with his perception. He realized that the Shentu Nantian in front of him may be the same in terms of speech and looks to the one in his memory, but… he was lacking something. That was, he was lacking the real Shentu Nantian's strength.
