"Heh, I never imagined that the exalted elder of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, the great cultivator of the Spirit Transformation Realm, Li Tiandao, would still remember a nobody like me!" Ye Wudao sneered coldly.
Damn it!
Li Tiandao's face twisted with fury. He gritted his teeth, his entire body trembling with rage!
He could never have imagined in his wildest dreams that all of this was orchestrated by Ye Wudao!
But at this moment, with deadly poison coursing through him, Li Tiandao didn't dare harbor even the slightest thought of resistance. The dissatisfaction on his face instantly dissipated and was replaced with a warm, eager smile. "Ah, so it's you, my dear Junior Brother!"
"Spit!"
Ye Wudao's face contorted in anger as he drove his blade straight into Li Tiandao's body. "You think you're worthy of calling me Junior Brother?!"
"Argh!" Li Tiandao let out a heart-wrenching scream, his face twisted in pain. "Junior Brother, oh no, Ye, Ye, Ye Wudao, let's talk this through!"
