Yang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly as he turned around and found a black-robed figure standing in the rain, exuding a chilling aura.
The black-robed man slowly raised his head, revealing a face marked with a knife scar.
He had guessed the opponent would come for revenge, but didn't expect it to be so soon, and the knife-scarred man's aura had become even stronger.
"You came so quickly, are you in a hurry to meet your brothers in the Underworld?"
Yang Cheng spoke coldly, immediately operating his cultivation technique, causing the True Qi around him to surge.
The knife-scarred man let out a hoarse laugh, "Kid, perhaps I wasn't your match before, but now I can ensure you'll die without leaving a whole corpse."
"You're surrounded by a bunch of old, weak, sick, and disabled people who can't help you, while I have plenty of helpers!"
He grinned, revealing a terrifying smile.
