Yu Zheng's expression turned grim, his eyes burning with a cold fury.
"You dare seek revenge against the Profound Mystery Sect?" he roared, his voice filled with a chilling intent. "You are even more foolish than I thought."
He raised his hand, and a surge of energy erupted from his body, forming a swirling vortex of power. The surrounding cultivators, sensing the immense energy, retreated, their faces filled with apprehension.
"I will give you both one last chance," Yu Zheng said, his voice laced with a chilling intent. "Leave now, and I may spare your lives. Otherwise, you will face the full wrath of the Profound Mystery Sect."
Yun Lintian, observing Yu Zheng's aggressive stance, simply shook his head, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"You misunderstand," he said, his voice calm and steady, cutting through Yu Zheng's threats. "I am not here to negotiate. I am here for blood."
