"What do you mean?"
A trace of disdain flashed in Moran's eyes.
"With your current strength, you can't even break the restriction I set, yet you still think you can go to the Immortal Emperor Star and throw away your life. What are you thinking?"
"Hehe!"
Yan Rufeng chuckled lightly, "Moran, you're absolutely right. To think that I, Yan Rufeng, a respected Immortal Venerable of my generation, can't even break the restriction you've set. Where else can I possibly go?"
Moran smiled sweetly, "It's good that you've understood. Stay here in Wanhua Valley and cultivate diligently."
Moran turned away from Yan Rufeng and left swiftly.
"Heh!"
Yan Rufeng's lips curled into a wicked smile.
"Xiao Jian, whether we can break Moran's restriction depends on you..."
"Swoosh swoosh~"
Suddenly, a brilliant green light burst forth. The Creation Divine Sword flew from Yan Rufeng's back, tracing a perfect arc in the air and hovering before him.