Bound by an invisible force in midair, Zhang Wenjin's face suddenly changed color.
Terror surfaced in his eyes, and when he looked at Ji Chen, his gaze was filled with extreme dread.
Only now did Zhang Wenjin truly realize that this unknown young man in white was a force far beyond his imagination!
"You... you can't kill me!"
Feeling uneasy, he spoke with a trembling voice, "I am the grandson of the Grand Elder of Cyan Cloud Valley. If you dare to kill me, you won't survive either!"
The Grand Elder of Cyan Cloud Valley, Zhang Zhishan, is rumored to be a Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouse. Such cultivation is rare and among the top in today's Celestial Martial.
Now, at the brink of life and death, Zhang Wenjin had no choice but to bring up his grandfather.
He could clearly feel the murderous intent in Ji Chen's eyes.
"At this point, do you think saying these things to me will have any effect?"
Ji Chen sneered, his face full of disdain.
"Buzz..."
