Qin Wenwu felt Lin Beichen's killing intent, with a smile on his face, his eyes filled with battle readiness.
"Whether he lives or dies, I don't care. I've set up dozens of pawns like Zhao Tianjie in the past. I once had high hopes for them, but they all ended in disappointment. Though Zhao Tianjie is useless, he led to your appearance. I decided to set up a monument for him; in that respect, he's more useful than the others."
"After I kill you, I will go find that peerless master from a hundred years ago. I once lost to him by a single move and almost developed a heart demon."
As his words fell, the Ice and Snow Throne behind Qin Wenwu shattered with a boom, countless ice fragments converging into sharp blades, like thousands of Ice and Snow Swords.
"Ice Sword Array!"
With a slap from Qin Wenwu's big hand, terrifying thousands of Ice and Snow Swords instantly surged towards Lin Beichen.
