Netherworld Immortal Qin Mu appeared and, surprisingly, first sought Zheng Fa. Not finding Zheng Fa, he seemed even more confident.
His visible change in expression made Master Cheng Kong wonder—why did this person fear Zheng Fa so much?
But clearly, Netherworld Immortal Qin Mu was not going to explain.
Qin Mu stood in the clouds, his clothes and hair whipped up by the sea breeze, undulating as unpredictably as the spiritual power within him.
It was clear that the injuries sustained from the major battle days ago were still affecting him.
Yet, he seemed unconcerned, merely turning his head slightly, his gaze sweeping across several formidable enemies in front of him.
"Supreme Dao, Tianhe Sect, Yaochi, Haori Mountain..." he muttered, "Master, to deal with me alone, you actually invited six Divinity Transformations..."
"Do you hate me, your disciple, so much that you wish me dead?"
