Murong Xuanji looked at Wei Chen as if he were looking down at an ant, fully prepared to eliminate this undesirable cur.
However, using overwhelming manpower, himself included, along with a full battle formation to kill a single man felt a bit excessive. If word spread and others learned of this, his reputation might be tarnished.
So he decided to find an excuse before killing this man.
"That thick and pure death energy you are using, how many people did you kill to gather it to such a degree!? You claim you do not like killing!? You are lying! You are already too far gone on the demonic path!" Murong Xuanji shouted as he activated the battle formation with himself at its center.
"I, Murong Xuanji, will act on behalf of heaven to punish you!" he declared righteously.
Hearing the so called righteous fury in Murong Xuanji's voice, Wei Chen's smile curled with contempt.
