394 Lilian's Swift Brutality

John glanced up and locked eyes with the man who had just appeared. The man wore a blood red robe, the signature style of the Bloodfiend Sect. He was far stronger than the previous Elder, and was not something John could fight against, even in his peak state.

The man's gaze swept across the land below before it locked onto John.

"You! You're the Fenix Clan boy Allfiend inquired about. What are you doing here? And where is Elder Farren?" the man asked with a cold tone.

John smiled as he looked at the man. "I don't know an Elder Farren," John replied. "But I do somewhat know this man."

As he said this, the top half of the Elder he had slain appeared in his hands. The Elder above narrowed his eyes as he stared at John and his clear provocation. After a moment of glaring at John, a small smile appeared on his face as something appeared in his own hand.