"Do you think you can kill me?" Lu Ya said with a faint smile.
"Only the dead can keep secrets!"
Ye Xuan smiled softly, but his smile was brimming with infinite murderous intent, and the look in his eyes towards Lu Ya was even more cruel.
Thud—thud—thud.
Muffled echoes in the void, murderous intent overflowing, Kunpeng and Kong Xuan advanced, subtly sealing off Lu Ya's path of retreat. The terrifying aura of their very beings locked onto Lu Ya, clearly not intending to let him leave this place.
Clearly, the Hongmeng Purple Qi was of great importance. Should this news spread, it would undoubtedly bring endless trouble to Ye Xuan, and only by killing Lu Ya right here could he protect this secret.
"Hold on."
Before Ye Xuan and his companions could make a move, Lu Ya suddenly spoke out, the smile on his face vanishing, his eyes taking on a serious look as he stared at Ye Xuan.
"Heavenly Emperor Ye, may I have a word?" Lu Ya said solemnly.
"Oh?"
