Ning Fan, with his hands clasped behind his back, said indifferently, "The only benefit is that your Yin Yang Sect won't be annihilated by my Four Sacred Sect, it will merely become a subsidiary sect."
That year, the Yin Yang Sect had also taken part in the pursuit of his father, so there was no chance of any cooperation between him and the Yin Yang Sect.
Yang Tian burst into a cold laugh upon hearing this and said with disdain, "Ning Fan, you come here all alone, what makes you think you can speak such words in my Yin Yang Sect?"
"Killing you would be as easy as flipping my hand."
"You can try, let's see which one of us dies first."
As Ning Fan's words fell, his Pseudo-Dan Early Stage power burst forth, instantly making the temperature in the great hall much colder.
Yang Tian's face changed slightly, feeling the fluctuations of Spiritual Energy emanating from Ning Fan, quite astonished.
One Ning Fan, to have already reached the Pseudo-Dan Early Stage realm, what a joke!