"Don't court death!"
The cold voice rang out again, laced with a strong warning tone.
She seemed to have sensed Ye Xuan's ill intentions.
"I have never liked threats. The more you say that, the more I want to go against it."
Ye Xuan sneered, his hand not stopping as he reached out to remove the broken armor on the mysterious woman.
"You deserve death!"
The cold voice was filled with anger and murderous intent, striking directly into Ye Xuan's Emperor Soul, causing it to tremble.
The action in his hand stopped as a result.
A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes.
He had already guessed that the mysterious woman was extraordinary, but he hadn't expected her to display such power in this situation.
Truly terrifying.
In her prime, she might not have been weaker than Gai, Old Mountain, and others.
But that's all there was to it.
Ye Xuan lowered his right hand, no longer continuing, and said in a soft voice: "Then let's talk."
