Deepblue narrowed his eyes. He never thought that what appeared in front of him would only be…a single person! How brave of him to rush in alone, but, as long as this person took a single step into the scope of the Protection of the Heavenly Demon, there would be at least 100 ways to kill him!

One step, two steps, three steps…

The black-robed figure suddenly stopped.

Deepblue stuffily coughed. This mysterious person had stopped a hair’s width distance outside the Protection of the Heavenly Demon. It was clear that this wasn’t a coincidence. The strength of this person’s soul force was likely incredible, thus he was able to sense the fluctuations of the Protection of the Heavenly Demon.

But, so what if he realized it?

The unsealing of the Saint Furnace was imminent. In just a bit more time, he wouldn’t even need to do anything and this black-robed figure would be forced to flee in distress.

Deepblue was arrogant but he wasn’t stupid. Since he had a completely safe method, why would he change things up? Did this mysterious person think that he would suddenly rush out with just a few taunts? How ridiculous!

The black-robed figure fell silent, as if he were at a loss for what to do. The contempt in Deepblue’s eyes only thickened, and a trace of a sneer appeared on his lips.

It was at this time that Deepblue saw the black-robed figure gently raise his hand and wave it in front of him. A light wind stirred, but Deepblue never saw that beneath the black-robed figure’s other hand, a talisman was being crush...