"Chu Nan, don't push it too far!"
A short, dark-skinned middle-aged man from the twenty-ninth sequence angrily said, "This is the Ancestor Sect, you little brat fresh out of the novice's stage aren't qualified to act recklessly here!"
"The True Martial Pavilion is my Supreme Treasure, how can you seize it?"
Under the angry expression of the twenty-ninth sequence, there was a trace of panic.
Chu Nan easily suppressed Zhou Yuansheng with six True Martial Pavilions, and his strength was slightly inferior to Zhou Yuansheng.
If a fight ensues, he would not be a match for Chu Nan.
"So, you're unwilling, is that it?" Chu Nan's eyes glinted like lightning, his face exuding authority.
As more True Martial Pavilions were refined, Chu Nan could sense their mystery and terror, and he had a vague premonition that refining all thirty-six True Martial Pavilions might produce incredibly profound changes.
