Hua Ziguang let out a furious roar, and his sword let out a streak of light at the red-haired man on the lakeside.

“Even after being defeated, you dare to send yourself to your death. Today, I’ll-”

That red-haired man sneered upon seeing that violet sword-light. However, within that endless sword-light, he suddenly saw a black-robed man looking at him indifferently. His pupils shrank.

“Long Chen!”

BOOM!

Hua Ziguang’s sword fell. The red-haired man had hastily dodged, while his own whip appeared, unleashing waves that prevented Hua Ziguang from approaching him.

“Sorry, we’re busy.”

The red-haired man rapidly retreated as he summoned his power. His Heavenly Dao energy was soaring, but a cold voice suddenly rang out from behind him, making his hair stand on end.

At some unknown point, Long Chen had appeared behind him. He had no time to even wonder how Long Chen had gotten past his whip. Hence, he swung his whip at Long Chen.

His whip had just moved when a scale-covered hand caught...