Qi Laoda's laughter fell into Sima Zhan's ears, and it was undoubtedly blatant contempt.
"Qi Laoda, I'll ask you again, are you sure you want to be enemies with our Sima clan?"
Sima Zhan glared at Qi Laoda with gloomy eyes, loudly questioning, with a hint of threat in his words.
"Just a mere Sima clan, this old man doesn't take it seriously at all, prepare to die!"
Qi Laoda sneered, already shooting towards Sima Zhan and his men like an arrow.
"Since you're seeking death, I'll oblige you. Attack!"
Sima Zhan was not a good person either. Seeing that Qi Laoda dared to charge at them, he instructed the masters beside him.
At his command, three or four masters at the initial Transcendance Tribulation stage swarmed towards Qi Laoda, as if in their eyes, Qi Laoda was merely a mosquito, easily slapped to death by whoever caught him first.
