As the words fell, Xu Wudao's figure flickered, his speed fast as he dashed towards Ye Fan, instantly arriving at a mountaintop not far from Ye Fan.
On the mountaintop, Xu Wudao stood in a blue robe, which fluttered dramatically in the biting mountain wind, with the endless sky behind him, giving him the appearance of a reincarnated War God.
Beside him stood a middle-aged man in simple clothes, clearly an Early-Stage War God Realm cultivator from the Xu Family.
"Ye Fan, you've really come without any trouble at all! Don't delay, come and meet your end quickly!"
Xu Wudao stared coldly at Ye Fan, his Mid-stage War God Realm cultivation bloating his self-confidence to the extreme, dismissing Ye Fan, Su Liuli, and Chu Ji as insignificant.
"Indeed, Ye Fan, your death is near. Surrender obediently, and maybe Young Master Wudao might just grant you a whole body."
The middle-aged man from the Xu Family sneered as he spoke.
