No One Will Forge a Weapon for You, Critically Injuring Young Master Yuan, A Weird Weaponsmith

A chilling killing intent instantly locked onto Chu Kuangren.

That young man glared coldly at Chu Kuangren.

"Child of Light, how dare you come to the Feng Domain after killing Lang Sha of the Apocalypse Martial Society? I have to say, you have some guts!"

The young man was holding the newly forged Crimson Blood Divine Sword.

His killing intent flowed, and he was about to attack at any time.

Chu Kuangren merely shot him a glance and said, "I suggest you stand down. Otherwise, you might regret it."

"That's hilarious. Where do you think you are? The Radiant Church? Take a look around. This is the Feng Domain, the territory of the Apocalypse Martial Society!"

The young man's sword emitted a crimson ray of light. Just as his cold killing intent was about to erupt, a figure suddenly appeared before him.

It was an elderly man in black robes.

The elderly man looked at Chu Kuangren warily.