Chapter 776: Sanqing Saint, Lingyun Palace

"If you aren't deaf, you should have heard me clearly. Do I need to repeat myself?" Silence fell over the bamboo-and-wood hut. A terrifying wave of power surged, the air warped, and the hut quivered. Bei Fanghe stared at Matsu Floris with murder in his eyes, about to make his move. "Courting death! You really think a special physique lets you run wild? Back when Brother Bei killed a special physique wielder, you were still playing in the mud." Zhao Yan's gaze was cold. Mockery tugged at the corner...