The moment Yan Renjie appeared, he instantly became the center of attention. His presence was so commanding that it even overshadowed Long Tianji. Holding a long sword, he floated with an immortal's grace, looking impossibly stylish and cool. As people stared, they felt as if his entire person was a sword. The sharpness of his aura was so intense it made their eyes ache and water involuntarily. Those with weaker minds immediately dropped to their knees with a thud.
Yan Renjie was filled with triumphant pride, utterly delighted. After several days of intense practice, he had fully adapted to the surge of Divine Power, and his confidence had reached an unprecedented peak.
In his eyes, Mu Fan was just a weakling. If it weren't for the ancient god tampering with him, I could have killed Mu Fan with a single strike. That disgusting Yan Luoyang, full of Corpse-eating Worms, is nothing but flaws, easily defeated.
