"My name is Jian Wushuang, and I have been tasked with killing Bing Ji for you," Jian Wushuang declared.

"Oh." He Yun nodded his head, obviously a little underwhelmed.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang couldn't stop his face becoming darker.

He couldn't help but notice the look of despair on the faces of the people looking back at him.

"These people don't take me seriously because I'm a Skyscraping Realm cultivator?"

"But they're right. After all, I need to kill an advanced Divine Realm expert. It's hard to imagine a Skyscraping Realm cultivator slaying an advanced Divine Realm expert, so it's understandable that they have little faith." Jian Wushuang thought to himself.

At this moment, a novice Divine Realm expert in the crowd took one look at Jian Wushuang and curled his lips, then muttered, "He's merely at the Skyscraping Realm, but takes slaying Bing Ji so flippantly. It seems disciples from the Ancient Sect aren't quite what we thought. Unfortunate, I had high hopes for the Ancient