"Killing a transcendent!"
As soon as Lin Dong uttered these words, the expression of the foreign transcendent, 'Black Mamba,' changed, and he said hideously,
"That's quite some talk, but today, you will learn that even among transcendents, there are levels of difference!"
In Black Mamba's eyes, Lin Dong was so young, probably only about twenty years old. Although reaching the status of a transcendent at such an age implied boundless potential,
his age was ultimately a factor; being so young, he must have just advanced not long ago.
When it came to the experience of killing, he obviously couldn't compare with him.
"If I kill you and bring your head back to our organization, they will definitely reward me handsomely."
Black Mamba grinned with a smile.
"It's still uncertain who will kill whom," Lin Dong shrugged nonchalantly, speaking in a relaxed manner that showed he didn't take his opponent seriously at all.