"I'm sorry, this is destiny's arrangement,"
Gao Xuan said indifferently.
Pan suddenly became aware, drawing her sword and pointing it at Gao Xuan, she screamed, "You murderer, I curse you to die a brutal death!"
Gao Xuan did not speak, he suddenly opened his eyes, staring directly at Pan: "Still playing games at this moment?"
Pan's face was full of resentment, mixed with some confusion, as if she didn't understand what Gao Xuan meant.
The opponent's pure golden eyes were majestic, yet tyrannically fierce. Facing Gao Xuan's gaze, Pan instinctively felt a strong fear.
The anger from earlier had somehow dissipated, leaving her with only exhaustion and weakness.
"What exactly do you want?"
"I'm in a hurry, so I won't chat with you more. Muse, farewell forever."
Before Pan could react, the Godslaying Sword had already pierced deeply into Pan's brow.
Pan's expression froze instantly, blood dripped from her brows, and her eyes swiftly overflowed with blood.
