He chose to run away after going all out!
Before leaving, he turned back and took a deep look in the direction wrapped in wind and frost, as if to remember Luo Chen deeply in his mind.
It was this look that made his pupils suddenly shrink.
The Green Mist Frost, cultivated for hundreds of years, gave him absolute confidence, capable of threatening any Mid-Nascent Soul Cultivator.
But at this moment, at the center of the storm, a white-robed man emerged, braving the icy wind and frost, step by step.
Walking with ease, so composed!
"Friend Shuang Yin, fleeing without fighting, you're somewhat underestimating our sect!"
As the Dan Sect Master chuckled, his tightly clenched right hand slowly opened like a lotus flower.
At the same moment, Shuang Yin felt a harsh tug at his heart.
Looking down, a wisp of flame, bone-white in color, was chillingly rising from within him.
When did he fall for this move?
