"Madman! You are a madman!"
Xiang Yuesheng's gaze towards Su Chengyu had completely shifted from fear to utter terror.
He wanted to flee, but he clearly sensed that the surrounding area was locked down by a powerful force.
He had no doubts that any sudden movement on his part would cause the flying sword that had pierced through Zhuang Yan's brow to instantly decapitate him.
"Without madness, there is no survival! Xiang Yuesheng, from the moment you provoked me, you should have foreseen the current fate of the Black Dragon Commerce Association."
Xiang Yuesheng looked up at Su Chengyu, his voice trembling as he spoke, "Have you already reached the legendary Nascent Soul Realm?"
"Not yet."
Su Chengyu answered indifferently, unconcerned about revealing his true strength.