e will of this deity is the will of the Immortal Ancient World. Those who defy me shall all die!"As Jun Xiaoyao's voice faded, he slowly raised his hand and clenched it towards Ao Tianming in the void...Lan Qingya was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.

She covered her burning cheek with her hand, staring at Jun with disbelief.

Jun brandished his sword, his face dark and grim, with a cold glint in his eyes.

"Sword-wielding young master, you hit me" Lan Qingya said incredulously.

Feeling her cheeks swelling gradually, Lan Qingya felt as if she were dreaming. "This time, I hope everyone can come back alive."Hearing this, the elder monks with clouded eyes, one-armed monks, and other veteran members all showed smiles in their eyes.In terms of human touch, L...