“Me, run away with my life? No, I’ll be running away with your life. But then I’ll have to bury you and prepare a funeral rite for you. That’s so troublesome. Oh, I’ve heard your name before. You seem to be very famous, right? That’s good. It seems that I’ve never had a proper fight with anyone yet. Today, I’ll use you as my first battle in the immortal world.” Mo Nian’s body suddenly vanished.

“You wish to challenge me? That will be your final battle in the immortal world,” sneered Yin Changsheng. He didn’t move. Without looking back, he stabbed his spear behind him.

At that exact moment, Mo Nian’s figure appeared behind him. Yin Changsheng was like a prophet, accurately...