"Are you certain?" Zhang Lie scowled.

"Haha, you might be a strong hunter, but I'm sure I can delay you at the cost of my life. I told you—you won't get away with killing my grandson so easily!"

The elder gulped down a green vial of liquid.

Zhang Lie's eyes gleamed. That's the potion I came here for! 

As the elder consumed the liquid, his wounds began to recover, and his body grew again until he was ten meters tall. That had to be it—the potion that was a boon to the Yeluo and deadly poison to the sura! "I might not be able to survive long after taking this potion, but I can at least take you down with me!"

"In that case, you might as well perish...