"What are you imagining?" The Demon Sect Leader, Zhang Youji, clearly saw Ye Tianfan was thinking about something nonsensical in his head. After a brief consideration, he knew what Ye Tianfan was thinking about.
"Do you believe I took them all down?" Zhang Youji chuckled as he spoke.
"Isn't that the case? Otherwise, how could you come out unscathed?" Ye Tianfan was cautiously on guard, as if he were up against a primordial beast.
Upon hearing Ye Tianfan's words, the Demon Sect Leader Zhang Youji laughed, then his expression turned sinister as he said, "You're right, but what can you do about it?"
Simultaneously, Zhang Youji strongly pressured Ye Tianfan with his presence.
At that moment, Ye Tianfan felt as if a giant mountain was crushing down on him, as though he were at the core of the mountain, surrounded by rocks, unable to move.
Cold sweat trickled down Ye Tianfan's face, and he forced himself to hypnotize, move, move, quickly move.
