Kang Huazang's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about something completely irrelevant.
Xue An smiled, neither fully cheerful nor fully serious, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
"I am, but in the Divine Realm, the strong are respected. Your strength is greater than mine, so my life and death depend on your single thought! So, what's the use of being afraid?"
Xue An nodded, "Makes sense! But if you think so, then why did you use the Divine Rune Secret Technique to send a message to your sect just now?"
Kang Huazang, who had been quite composed until then, suddenly changed his expression drastically.
"You…."
"How did I know?" Xue An smiled, "Did you really think that with your little tricks, you could deceive me?"
Kang Huazang's expression alternated rapidly, and he tried to speak.
At that moment,
A golden line emerged in the distant sky.
This golden line, stretching over a thousand miles, initially appeared like a rosy dawn.