Was There Really A Problem With His Brain?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Chu Xuan looked at Ding Yue, who was behaving arrogantly and pretentiously. He was speechless. As expected of the son of fate of the Southern Region.
Ding Yue looked miserable, but he had not been seriously injured.
Moreover, after taking the Emperor-level pill, his injuries had healed quickly and he recovered to his peak condition.
It was not an exaggeration to say that even two or three half-step emperor realm experts could not harm Ding Yue.
Just consuming a single Emperor-level pill was sufficient to exhaust one or two of them.
Even if he could not win, he would still be able to escape.
Chu Xuan's disciples had all been taught concealment and escape techniques.
If Ding Yue really wanted to escape, even ten of them would not be sufficient to kill him.
The Nine Swords Mountain elder looked gloomy. He did not say a word and continued to gather his aura and sword intent.