"What did you do to Zeng Yitian?"
The Dark God harshly asked while looking at Ren Changsheng's illusion.
"Hahaha... What else could I do? This man barged into Heavenly Bull City, claiming he wanted to kill me. If he dares to kill me, naturally he should be prepared to be killed by me!"
"So, he is dead!"
Ren Changsheng coldly stated.
"Arrogance!"
The Dark God's eyes brimmed with boundless murderous intent. Zeng Yitian was his disciple, and he had invested a lot in cultivating him. Unexpectedly, Ren Changsheng had directly killed him.
"Not just Zeng Yitian, one day, I, Ren Changsheng will ascend to your Dark Temple and personally slay you, you old scoundrel, under my sword!"
Ren Changsheng looked harshly at the Dark God.
"Kill me?"
"Despicable!"
The Dark God's eyes flared with rage. Who did he think he was? He was the lord of the Dark Temple, a power above hundreds of Dao realms. Yet here Ren Changsheng was, boldly declaring he would kill him?
What madness!
