"…Or you can call me by my other, rather famous name… the Mad Alchemist. "
Fen Ziyan suddenly froze after hearing the name and title , as she recognized it.
With a cold expression , she opened her mouth.
"To think a genius from Divine Blood Sect would actually dare to wander inside our sect's territory… you demonic cultivator truly look down on us."
Mo Shuyan just smiled , seemingly unfazed by the hostile tone , and was about to reply when-
A fiery fist suddenly appeared in front of his face.
BOOOMM!
The explosion sent shockwaves outward , creating more smoke.
Yet the mist remained thick , unaffected.
After releasing her ranged attack , Fen Ziyan took out a communication talisman, trying to inform Li Feng about the situation.
But just then —
SNAP!
SPURT!
Red blood spurted into the air.
Fen Ziyan's hand , which was holding the talisman , was pierced by something that burst forth from beneath the mist.
And the talisman was damaged as well.
