Yun Lintian stood motionless amidst the carnage, his white robes unstained by blood. His mismatched eyes locked onto Kai Xuan with terrifying calm.
"Where is Long Qingxuan?"
Kai Xuan smirked, twirling a silver dagger between his fingers. "Patience, shall we? What if I told you..." His grin widened. "...you could see her right now if you slaughtered every last insect in this realm?"
Yun Lintian's expression didn't change. "I have no time for Nian Shi's petty schemes. If he wants to fight, he should face me himself." A cold sneer curled his lips. "Or is the mighty God of Time a coward?"
Kai Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, but his smile remained. "Tsk. Such insults. And here I thought you cared about your precious Dragon Princess."
With a flick of his wrist, he projected an image into the air—