With his early cultivation level coupled with constant demonstrations of weakness, Han Li suddenly uttered such words, naturally causing surprise among everyone.
Even the large man in a purple robe, who bore a stoic expression, flashed a hint of astonishment as he looked at Han Li.
On hearing these words, the long-eyebrowed man showed a fleeting flash of Evil Qi across his face.
"Bold! I've not met someone with a lower cultivation than mine who dared speak to me like this for hundreds of years. In that case, during the duel for the place of cultivation three days hence, neither of us shall hold back." The man said with sinister intensity.
"Then I shall have the honor of experiencing your Divine Skills at that time; for now, Han Li bids farewell." Han Li replied flatly, and after giving a slight bow to the large man in the purple robe, he floated away from the second floor.
Watching Han Li's departing figure, the long-eyebrowed man's face grew stern like water.
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