The Might of Thirty-Four Half-Saint Battle Corpses
編輯: Larbre Studio
There was not even a hint of a smile on Jialuo Lan's face. Only cold anger remained. "You're not a simple case. You actually killed Jialuo Kong. The Elder was right. If you mature, you truly can fight with Empress Chi Yao."
"So?" Zhang Ruochen raised the Abyss Ancient Sword and glanced at Jialuo Lan.
"Since you are going against the Death Zen Sect, I cannot let you mature," Jialuo Lan said. "Today is your death date."
"Your cultivation isn't much stronger than Jialuo Kong," said Zhang Ruochen. "I'm afraid you won't be able to kill me."
"You didn't kill Jialuo Kong because your abilities are enough to fight a third level Half-Saint. It's because there is no Spiritual Qi in the netherworld and Jialuo Kong's strength was restricted. You also used the mysterious spatial power. That is why you won."
"Isn't it the same for you?" Zhang Ruochen asked nonchalantly.