บท 1181: Who Else Wants to Stop Me?

Sha Yuan's talent in martial arts was indeed inferior to Zhao Lun's, but his skills were truly impressive for him to be recruited as a key disciple.

Hong, the large hand descended, covering the skies and blocking the sun.

A cold smirk curled up the corners of his lips. What was this genius of the Scarlet Heaven Academy worth in front of him? No wonder how freakish or how genius you were, cultivation level was the deciding factor.

'Go die!'

He would take advantage of the instant before Ling Han's soul dispersed to extract his memories, and obtain all the fated opportunities the latter had gained.

Ling Han shook his head. What effect would this kind of attack have on the present him? He puffed up his cheeks, and then blew out a breath of air skywards.

Pa!

That huge hand of Origin Power instantly crumbled, turning into endless scattered shadows, and floating out in all directions.

'Crap!'