Supreme of the Heavenly Realm

"I was ready for this," the Human Emperor’s Scepter spoke with utter disdain. "Good, then let’s begin."

Ye Xuan abruptly stopped, that urge to hunt having been suppressed within him for quite some time. With members of the Heavenly Martial Holy Land present, he couldn’t reveal his trump cards, but here, he no longer had any reservations!

At this moment, the four Alien Clan Semi-Saints had already caught up to Ye Xuan. Seeing him come to a stop, they couldn’t help but sneer, "Boy, why aren’t you running? Weren’t you quite the runner?"

Their hearts filled with silent ridicule, they suddenly sped up. They could see the figure ahead standing still, presumably frozen with fear.

"If you’re willing to let me go, I will offer all the treasures on me with both hands. How about that?"

Ye Xuan feigned weakness intentionally.

"Ha-ha, you foolish child. Once we’ve killed you, your treasures will naturally become ours. What a pity, you’ve offended someone you shouldn’t have—today, your death is certain."

So this is the cowardice of the disciples from the Heavenly Martial Holy Land they thought disdainfully. Then, they saw the figure in front of them suddenly retreating, moving out of sight, and immediately they followed suit.

But as they sped up towards Ye Xuan, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled into a smile. Meanwhile, during his retreat, he suddenly stopped and lunged in the opposite direction.

"Courting death!"

Although Ye Xuan’s sudden change of direction slightly discolored the face of the leading Alien Clan Semi-Saint, he quickly sneered, and from within his black robe, a bony claw reached out, clamping down viciously towards Ye Xuan’s head, grasping at the tip of the Human Emperor’s Scepter.