"Heh heh heh, knowing we've come, you still haven't run? Aren't you quite bold?" a ghastly voice echoed in the void.
"A bunch of losers from an old era, mere stinking rats that only know how to hide in the shadows of filthy drainage ditches—you think you're worthy of my fear?" Ye Hei stood tall, unwavering like a mountain. His arrogant voice made the surrounding cultivators terrified, their hearts pounding.
The terror of Hell and the human world—few who had heard of them were not afraid. It was like a sharp blade suspended overhead, ready to fall at any moment.
BUZZ!
Suddenly, a cold light flashed, its killing intent bone-chilling. A faint shadow abruptly appeared beside Ye Hei. A Tie Jian slashed through the air towards Ye Hei's chest, its movement incredibly fast and sudden.
The pupils of everyone watching constricted sharply. Many asked themselves; If it were me, I definitely couldn't dodge that. I'd be dead for sure.
CLANG!
