"You…" The robed youth trembled with rage. His own Cultivation was approaching the Half-step True Dao Realm, and he was backed by the power of his Sect. Even people stronger than him wouldn't dare act so arrogantly in his presence. Now, Zhaang Ye, someone who had emerged from the Land of Divine Abandonment, was actually threatening to beat him to death and feed him to the dogs. How could he possibly endure this?
"What arrogance! You're dead, you're dead!" The robed youth's eyes turned bloodshot. He reached for his waist, and a small axe suddenly appeared in his hand.
RUMBLE! The robed youth's True Qi surged into the small axe. As the True Qi flooded in, a magnificent power shot toward the sky, and he chopped down at Zhaang Ye!
CRACKLE! RUMBLE—
