Su Tatian was in a daze.
After cultivating for fifty years.
This was the first time he had suffered such a massive blow.
As the Ninth Sect Master of the Red Sun Divine Sect, who wouldn't fear him? He was so majestic!
Yet today.
He was crushed by a young man in his early twenties.
Completely crushed.
"The humiliation of today, I, Su Tatian, will surely repay it someday!"
Su Tatian stood up from the ground, his gaze sinisterly fixated on Qin Chen.
He turned to leave.
His back.
Desolate and lonely.
"Did I say you could leave?"
Qin Chen's words suddenly acted like a prohibition, halting Su Tatian's steps.
He quickly turned around, glaring fiercely at Qin Chen: "What more do you want to do? Do you intend to kill me?!"
"That's correct."
Qin Chen took a step and arrived before Su Tatian.
The audience's gaze was filled with fear.
He intended to kill Su Tatian?
Su Tatian was backed by the Red Sun Divine Sect!
