"Ling Xiao, if you don't kill me today, you will definitely regret it. I will tell my father, the leader of the Tianfeng Group, about everything that happened here.
You crippled Dawn Wind Moon, and you crippled me! Which of these two forces do you think will spare you?"
Chen Beixuan was asking for death.
Because he felt that living held no more pursuit for him.
Since revenge was hopeless, he might as well die and find relief.
"Then let them come."
Ling Xiao disdainfully said, "Do you really think I would still fear those two at this point?
Even the Thirteenth Prince, if he annoys me, I'll destroy him too!"
He sneered, snatching the incomplete Heavenly Thunder Saint Emperor's heritage from Chen Beixuan's hands.
Although this thing doesn't require cultivation anymore, it contains the terrifying power of the Purple Lightning Thunder Bull.
Ling Xiao intends to store this power as his own potential.
In the future, his cultivation speed will naturally remain as rapid.
"Madman!"
