Stomped to Death

As he looked at Ling Han, Liu Yuheng couldn't help but feel like a tiny ant. It was as if he weren't facing a Fifth Heaven Celestial King, but a paramount Ninth Heaven Celestial King instead!

He hurriedly shook his head. He had come here to teach that person a lesson, to show everyone that it was preposterous to believe that a Fifth Heaven Celestial King could kill a Seventh Heaven Celestial King. After all, how could that be possible?

Yet, he had actually been frightened by this person? How embarrassing!

"Yuheng, why are you standing there like a fool? Perhaps you're afraid?" a person behind him said with a chuckle. This person was Liu Yuheng's companion, and he had discovered Liu Yuheng's minuscule change in expression.

Liu Yuheng instantly flared up in rage, shouting, "Why would I be afraid?" He glared at Ling Han, and shouted, "Brat! You still dare to remain seated after seeing me? Have you grown tired of living?"