Thinking of this, Yang Tian did the exact opposite. He did not display even the slightest hint of murderous intent. His expression was extremely subdued, making him seem less like someone coming to kill and more like a visiting friend as he continued to press forward.
"A martial arts war will happen soon. You will await the misfortune and death of all humanity."
At that moment, Yang Tian's ears suddenly picked up a crisp voice, startling him slightly.
Yang Tian naturally realized it was Han Qingqiu's voice.
Let alone mentioning that in this world, he was nearly invincible—the Han Clan man being no exception.
Who today could resist Yang Tian's slaughter? Who would dare stand against him?
So Yang Tian merely glanced in Han Qingqiu's direction before paying no more attention and continuing forward.
"Has he found me?"
Watching Yang Tian's gaze, Han Qingqiu suddenly frowned.
