Qingxuan's voice was as cold as ice and snow, carrying a sense of sharpness!
"Qingxuan, are you crazy? As a Furnace, why would you offend him! Even Elder Ye might not dare provoke the Poison Hand Demon Lord!" Jizu was anxious!
Although Ling Kuang is a Loose Cultivator, he has a reckless master backing him up. No one wants to provoke someone like the Poison Hand Demon Lord easily!
Ling Kuang laughed in anger, his gaze piercing through the crowd, landing accurately on Qingxuan.
His eyes were blood-red, a hideous smile appearing at the corner of his lips: "It's you? The one who's been opposing me all along!"
He stared hard at Qingxuan, someone he had never noticed before.
From Ling Kuang's vantage point, he couldn't see the number of Elixirs Qingxuan had refined.
But that didn't matter!
His master had said that his talent in refining Poison Pills was unparalleled!
Anyone who opposes him must be prepared to endure his fury.
"Quick, apologize!" Jizu whispered.
