"Trying to leave? Have you asked my permission?" The anticipated roadblock finally appeared.
The Pavilion Master of Sealing Sword Pavilion stood in Fang Lin's path, carrying a sword box on his back and smiling faintly.
Though the Pavilion Master was alone, Fang Lin could still feel immense pressure. In their previous encounter, Fang Lin was consistently outmatched. If not for his unexpected encounter with the Black Winged Dragon Roc, he would have already been forced into a life-and-death duel with this Pavilion Master.
But now, if Fang Lin wanted to leave this land of Ten Thousand Mountains, he would inevitably have to confront him.
"If I want to leave, will you be able to stop me?" Fang Lin spoke coldly, showing no fear toward the Pavilion Master.
The Pavilion Master revealed a peculiar smile. "Do you really think I can't kill you?"
Fang Lin sneered. "I've heard such words from countless people. Unfortunately, many of them ended up dead by my hand."
