Chapter 872 - 875: The Ancestor Standoff
Whoosh!
Li Batian, kneeling on the arena, let out a breath and rose to look at Jiang Chen.
"What? Planning a three-on-one?" After glancing at Yan Hu and Wu Qianxun, Li Batian sneered as he spoke.
"You may leave," Jiang Chen said indifferently, his hand on the staff’s handle moved slightly, ready to draw the Blood Saber.
"Boy, don’t use that saber!" A faint voice rang by his ear.
Jiang Chen paused, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes. He hesitated briefly before letting go of the handle and said again, "Leave."
Seeing that Jiang Chen didn’t draw his saber, Yan Hu glanced at Jiang Chen, who shook his head slightly.
Understanding, Yan Hu exchanged a look with Wu Qianxun and the two leaped off the platform.
Li Batian looked up at the Elder of the Youming Sect, a fleeting expression of extreme resentment flashing in the depths of his eyes.
He hadn’t planned on taking the stage initially, but just as he felt the matter didn’t concern him, he heard the Elder’s command: "Don’t you have a Blood Pill? Kill that boy. If he grows up, he will become a great enemy to our Youming Hall!"
Therefore, Li Batian had reluctantly leaped onto the platform.
And the moment he did, he knew he was already dead because, with his own strength, he would never be able to slay Jiang Chen. All he could do was...