A Wisp of Celestial Qi

Ling Han's Dao Manifestation towered into the sky, a bronze dragon in its hand. It was like a God of War, a Dragon Slayer. This was an astounding sight, one that snatched the attention of everyone, and caused them to involuntarily hold their breath.

The women of the Long Tribe all had stars in their eyes, their expressions dreamy and intoxicated.

Ling Han looked at Zhong Badu, and calmly asked, "Got any more attacks?"

His voice was calm, yet it carried a hint of killing intent.

In any case, he had already made an enemy of the Open Clouds Forbidden Land, so he might as well take things even further and directly kill Zhong Badu.

Anyhow, he had destroyed their wedding, so would the Open Clouds Forbidden Land let him off the hook? Impossible! That being the case, it was only natural for him to kill Zhong Badu first. At any rate, he didn't like this person anyway.