Chapter 1813: Death Pact

In front of Duan Ling Tian, Zhao Kun acted arrogantly. However, he was as meek as a kitten in front of the Heaven Palace's Hall of Death's elder. "Yes, elder."

Duan Ling Tian only nodded in reply to the elder's question.

"You're Ling Tian?" It was apparent this Heaven Palace's elder was much more interested in Duan Ling Tian than Zhao Kun. He merely glanced at Zhao Kun nonchalantly before he shifted all his attention toward Duan Ling Tian.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Kun's eyes gleamed coldly. 'He's just an old fellow with poor judgment. Can't he tell Ling Tian is going to die soon?'

Although he was unwilling to admit it, he had no choice but to acknowledge that his innate talent could not be compared to Ling Tian at all if he did not take his current strength into consideration.

His cultivation base might be higher than Ling Tian now, but how old was he, and how old was Ling Tian?

It was impossible to compare them at all.