A cold sneer spread across the white-clothed youth's lips. He immediately poured more power into his fist, the violent, Powerful Qi forcing Yao Wuchen and the others back. The wound on Shen Haoran's Qilin Arm tore open wider, spraying crimson blood across his and the white-clothed man's faces.
"Die! In your last life, you sealed me. In this life, I'll let you taste the pain of being slain by a Seal!" the white-clothed youth roared, his expression savage as he licked the blood from his face.
Shen Haoran stared at the crazed youth, his expression turning grim. The pain in his arm sent his body into uncontrollable spasms, and his face grew deathly pale. This white-clothed youth was the strongest person Shen Haoran had ever encountered, bar none—so strong that he lost the will to resist. Even by borrowing the power of Elder Yan and Changmao, he was still no match for him.
