Chapter 897: Despair Took Form

At the sound of that voice, everyone stirred. Another figure appeared on the glowing screen. He had fiery golden hair, a strikingly handsome face, and a flame-shaped mark at the center of his brow. It was Chi Xuntian, the prodigy of the Scarlet Sun Sect. A cold gleam flashed in Xing Yun's eyes as he leveled an icy stare at Chi Xuntian. He did not answer. He spat a single word. "Get lost." Chi Xuntian did not seem to mind. He smiled faintly. "That's easy." "Hand over the blood crystal in your...