"If you want the Immortal Token, let's see if you have the capability!"
Li Chen's gaze was icy, his tone resolute and final, leaving no room for negotiation.
Zhuo Yidao, Tianjue, Limp Taoist, Master Pukong, and Ming Lun Dharma King glanced at one another. They all understood that a peaceful resolution to the Immortal Token issue was no longer possible.
"Immortal Master Li, you are seeking your own death. Originally, we were going to leave you one piece of the Immortal Token, but now it seems there's no need!"
Zhuo Yidao, who had spent years practicing swordsmanship in the desert, was extremely fiery by nature. He swung his Wild Blade with a force as if splitting the sun, striking towards Li Chen.
His strike was overbearingly powerful. The emptiness in front of him ripped apart instantly as if to split the entire sky.
"Step back!"
