Chapter 1020: One Sword, Worlds Apart!

"Stop!" A cold voice snapped behind Tazz Ye. He turned to see the shout had come from a middle-aged man shadowing the Fourth Prince, his gaze hard as hammered steel. "Who the hell are you? Which mutt is yapping?" Tazz curled his lip at him. "How dare you show disrespect to the Grand Protector of our Heavenly Profound Hall?" a disciple behind the middle-aged man snapped, jabbing a finger at Tazz. "Do you even know who stands before you?" the Fourth Prince scoffed, chin lifted, ice in his eyes. "Don't...