"Zhang Ruochen, I will kill you."
Seeing the burning wreckage in front of him, Master Shenhai shuddered from rage and roared loudly.
The power in his body, spewed out like a hurricane, blowing up the sand in the Darksplitting Mountain. The tree branches shook, and the leaves flew, making whistling sounds.
Zhang Ruochen calmly stood on the edge of the cliff, with his hands behind his back, and stared at the two people under the mountains far away. He replied in a subtle way, "If you can, then come."
The seemingly calm voice, being pushed by the Genuine Qi, delivered to the ears of Master Shenhai and Nie Wenlong like layers of waves.
"What a prideful junior!"
The anger rose from the heart of Master Shenhai and his face turned red as if he was going to explode. He couldn't even wait one more second to charge in the Evil Wood Palace and kill Zhang Ruochen with his own hands.