With a loud "Bang," Yusuf Zuck felt the Divine Sense enveloping him and immediately smashed through the window to escape.
He no longer wanted to hide or run away. Since Paisley Kirk wasn't there, what was the point of staying? To practice the worthless heart method of his Tianyuan sect?
Tonight, he was determined to see if the Tianyuan sect could keep him captive, and tonight, he was ready to unleash a massacre.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—" The moment he broke through the window, a dozen supreme experts appeared, encircling the courtyard where Luna Wolfe resided, their murderous intent glaring at Yusuf Zuck as he landed.
A middle-aged man in a black robe coldly sized him up, brazenly sweeping over him with Divine Sense.
"Audacious as hell!" This man was none other than Michael Wolfe, the head of the Tianyuan sect, whose cultivation seemed to have reached the stage of returning to the original state; Yusuf Zuck couldn't even perceive any traces of cultivation on him.