The mysterious black figure, in the presence of Master Zhenyuan, exuded an air of supreme arrogance, but it couldn't be denied that with a Level 100 blue UI, this enigma had every right to be proud.
After all, from the perspective of level, unless a Saint personally intervened, there was truly no one confident enough to defeat him.
"You and I have known each other since the Ancient Desolation, and though we hold no deep friendship nor grievance, understanding each other's methods all too well, indeed, if you wish to kill someone, I cannot protect them. But don't forget, with my abilities, I am more than capable of holding you off. Do you really think the Buddhist Sect will turn a blind eye to your murderous intent?"
Master Zhenyuan raised his hand, and a horsetail whisk appeared in it as he calmly looked at the figure before him and spoke.
These words caused the black figure to lapse into silence, clearly Master Zhenyuan had made a point; to stall him was well within his powers.