1894 Immortal Ming's Arrival

Breaking free from Godslayer Cross-Shield's suppression, Zhang Ruochen performed a Dimensional Shift at once to retreat to the effective range of the Ancient Divine Sigils.

With the wave of his hand, he tucked away the Ancient Abyssal Blade and Azuresky Pagoda, looking at Xia Wenxin and others in the far distance in the eyes.

"Weren't you arrogant just now, Zhang Ruochen? So why flee? Come and square it off with me!" Nine-Eye Heavenly Lord roared.

Zhang Ruochen had exploited his carelessness, and this had especially pissed him off. 

He should have shown no mercy and killed Zhang Ruochen at once earlier.

"Is it me or are you ret*rded? Come and square off inside here if you want!" Zhang Ruochen sneered.

He was not dumb. There were too many of them. If he continued to stay out there, he would be at a disadvantage no matter how many tricks he could pull. 

His only regret was that he had not killed Prince Wujie. It was so close.