"Hurry and go! You're still young—there's no need to throw your life away here! It was my impulsive mistake, bringing you into Purgatory when you were just a child!" As Gui Ying spoke, he had already charged at Zhou Fan, his cane smashing down hard on the Li Hen Sword in Zhou Fan's hand!
After the forceful collision, Zhou Fan stood perfectly still, but Gui Ying's body wavered. He stumbled back two steps before barely managing to regain his footing.
"If you don't want to leave, then none of you will be leaving. Leaving loose ends isn't my style!"
At that moment, Zhou Fan's eyes turned impossibly cold. With a low shout, he used a peculiar footwork to close in on Gui Ying. The Li Hen Sword in his hand stabbed out three times, each thrust carrying an earth-shattering force that demanded even Gui Ying's full, undivided attention.
"Heh heh heh... The Nether King is right. If you don't want to leave, then none of you are leaving!"
