"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" The icy words slowly escaped the purple-robed man's lips, carrying an unyielding killing intent.
'Waiting for me.'
Ye Wushuang stared coldly at the purple-robed man. Who else could it be but Su Yang?
He just hadn't expected the man's murderous intent to be so resolute that he would chase him all the way here.
When Ye Wushuang had left earlier, Su Yang had given chase immediately.
He wasn't the only one; many other Cultivators had joined the pursuit, but Su Yang had shaken them all off.
"Hand over the Spirit Communication Treasure, and I'll leave you a complete corpse!"
Su Yang looked down on Ye Wushuang, his eyes filled with grim killing intent. He unleashed all his energy, making it clear that if Ye Wushuang refused to hand over the Spirit Communication Treasure, not even his bones would remain.
