It had been a month since Zhi Qiang had been planning to kill Ye Chen. No matter what, he couldn't swallow a Qi-gathering cultivator destroying his fame, status, and everything.
In the end he even went so far as to borrow a cursed sword that boosted his cultivation to the peak of the Nascent Soul realm. With all this, he needed only the right opportunity, and it was right now, with Ye Chen being a distance away from powerful cultivators.
There was no way anyone could have the time to save him.
Thinking of this, Zhi Qiang's lips curled into a cruel smile, and he started to imagine despair on Ye Chen's face.
A pity he was attacking from behind so he couldn't see his expression.
"Watch out!" Lu Changhe shouted as he rushed to save Ye Chen.
