After a long while, the man finally moved slightly, still wearing a look of palpitations on his face as he gazed at the now tranquil sky.
"Chu Ning, that bastard, we're both from the Middle Realms, yet he left me to die. I'll remember this debt and repay it one day."
Xu Kun murmured, about to leave the area, when suddenly a mountain peak fell from above his head.
Boom!
Xu Kun couldn't dodge in time and was struck by the mountain, falling into a deep pit in the ground.
When the mountain peak dissipated, Xu Kun saw countless Flying Swords hovering densely around him.
"Fellow Chu has misunderstood; I am from the Jinglan Domain."
Xu Kun spoke in a panic, his gaze sweeping towards Chu Ning, who stood outside the Sword Array.
"Do you think I'm unaware of your identity?"