But mere moments later, the thin old man’s expression shifted dramatically as he cried out, “Temple Master!?”2

Su Yi stared at him coldly from outside the formation. He said directly, “If you don’t want to die, withdraw your formation, and I’ll give you an opportunity to explain yourself.”1

He didn’t get angry, nor was he afraid just because the other party hailed from the ancient Zhou Family. And it wasn’t an interrogation—he was merely stating his orders!1

That invisible yet obvious display of strength made the thin old man narrow his eyes. But after a moment’s silence, he grinned. “You defeated a few Nascent Divinity Revenants, that’s all. Has that really made you this puffed up and arrogant?”2

His gaze was sinister, and his cold grin revealed his pearly white teeth. “In your past life, you were helpless against our Zhou Family, and nothing has changed!”4

Here, his speech slowed as he paused for emphasis between each word. “Temple Master, times have changed. You’re now the common foe of every revenant beneath the heavens, and who knows how many factions of the present day see you as an eyesore? You’re beset on all sides. Don’t tell me you’d dare oppose the...2