An ugly smile appeared on Yuwen Zhuifeng’s face while hatred brimmed in his eyes. He’d left home at a young age, leaving behind his parents and family. This had been a long anticipated visit after many, many years of absence and he’d come back to see his father trampled to death right in front of him. How could he bear it?!

He was rage incarnate and wanted nothing more than to swallow Lu Yun alive!

“DIE!”

Magnificent splendor intensified the closer the sword light drew to Lu Yun. But in the next moment, Yuwen Zhuifeng saw the scene clear in front of him. The immobilized young man was suddenly gone.

Pfft!

Yuwen Zhuifeng felt himself rise into the air with a crisp snap, going higher and higher. He caught a hazy glimpse of a body falling forward before his consciousness went black.

Lu Yun kicked the falling head away and rummaged through his opponent’s corpse for the young man’s storage ring and mid spirit rank flying sword.

“Ai, I would’ve needed to expend some effort to kill you, but you relied too much on your backer. Placing...