"Arrogant prick!" The man, who was the embodiment of the heavens, roared. "I will—"
"What? Do you want to kill me?" Zhang Fei sneered. "How many times have you tried to kill me? The result? You fail every time! If you're not satisfied with that, you can try again, but I will always thwart your plans!"
Long Wuzhao and all the cultivators present could clearly hear Zhang Fei's loud voice, and they smiled bitterly as they listened to his words. Some of them thought he was being too arrogant, but many of them didn't dare to think so because he was the only one who could move in the presence of those hidden forces.
"You—"
"Tian." The man, who was the embodiment of the heavens, fell silent as soon as one of the women among them spokes. "Zhang Fei may be arrogant, but his words are also true. You have brought down his lightning tribulations countless times, and you even manifested yourself several times to kill him, but you always failed to do so."
