章節 1763: Insta-kill a third severance

Han Hongfei had left.

He had not left willingly, but had rather been forced into leaving by the elites of the Black Moon Sect.

There was no helping it. This was the territory of the Black Moon Sect, and what had you, a Yang Soul elite, come for? To strut around and show off? Even if an Immortal Palace Tier elite from the Han Clan had come, which the Black Moon Sect could not deal with, didn't they still have the Fu Clan behind them?

Since the Ding Clan did not have elites on the level of Dividing Soul Tier, whom did Ling Han have to fear?

He and the Empress went to the Ding Clan once again.

"Th-the demon's here!" When they saw Ling Han, the guards at the entrance all screamed shrilly in their fear. They did not even bother with their job of guards anymore, and hurriedly turned around and fled, yelling sharply as they went.

Ling Han stroked his chin; was he really that frightening?