Soul Skill, Thousand Illusion

Moreover, even if Linghu Jin Hong really wanted to interfere in this battle, then not to mention Zither Young Master wouldn’t agree to it, even he wouldn’t agree.

"Duan Ling Tian, looks like you’ve already given up… Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of Ke Er after you’re dead." Zither Young Master looked at Duan Ling Tian and revealed a complacent smile.

"Dead?" Duan Ling Tian wasn’t afraid in the slightest when facing Zither Young Master, and he said indifferently, "Zither Young Master, talking big now seems to be slightly too hasty, right? Who will die is still uncertain." As he spoke, Duan Ling Tian’s eyes squinted.

Two dim lights that were difficult to notice and seemed like nether flames were jumping about deep within Duan Ling Tian’s eyes, and they emitted strands of a strong aura of the soul.

This was the reason that Duan Ling Tian wasn’t afraid in the slightest when facing Zither Young Master who had stepped into the Half-step Void Stage.