Watching from the side in secret, Liu Yong felt cold sweat soaking his forehead. Earlier, he had been inwardly annoyed with Peng Yang for flouting the rules. None of the Channel-Immortal realm cultivators in the City of Black Death had made a move yet, but Peng Yang had started one on his own.
Now, however, he felt a chilling sensation all over his body. A Channel-Immortal second-tier cultivator had been wiped out in half a breath's time. And Lin Chuan had merely glanced at him.
Liu Yong took several deep breaths, barely managing to suppress the shock and terror in his heart. He hurried over to Lin Chuan, cupped his fists, and said, "Senior Lin, that Peng Yang was asking for his own death. I was just about to deal with him for Senior, though I didn't expect he'd have the honor of dying by Senior's hand."
Chapter 1072