Ch. 265 - So This Is Your Trump Card?
“I’m just afraid you won’t dare,” Spare Tiger chuckled, then turned to Xu Zimo and said, “Brother, if you have the guts to shout in front of everyone here: ‘The Death God Palace is a bunch of worthless trash,’ I’ll take you into Radiant Temple right now. How about it?”
“You’re courting death, Spare Tiger,” Ghost Yama said coldly.
Xu Zimo turned his head with interest and asked, “Using me as your pawn?”
“That’s not the right way to put it. I’m saving you,” Spare Tiger grinned. “You should be thanking me.”
Xu Zimo sneered and, clearly irritated, replied with one word: “Scram.”
Spare Tiger’s expression darkened slightly, and a glint of hostility flashed in his eyes.
“Kid, don’t be so ungrateful.”
“Maybe I’ll just wipe out both your Radiant Temple and the Death God Palace,” Xu Zimo said indifferently.
“What a loudmouth,” Ghost Yama said as he waved his hand. Immediately, the black-robed men surrounding them charged forward, their immense aura surging.
Just then, a figure stepped in front of Xu Zimo.
Mad Blood Demon intercepted all of the incoming attacks. His Empyrean Meridian Realm aura exploded outward, sending all the black-robed attackers flying with sheer force.
“This is your trump card?” Ghost Yama asked coldly.
A powerful aura also radiated from his body, he too was an Empyrean Meridian Realm cultivator.