Jiang Qi became more and more agitated as he spoke, the hatred in his heart almost overflowing as he glared viciously at the man in the black robe, fearing that the other party would refrain from taking action just because Ye Qingchen seemed insignificant.
He knew very well that only the Demon Saint in front of him could completely resolve the threat posed by Ye Qingchen.
His anxious expression and the gnashing of his teeth were filled with intense killing intent and unwillingness. At this moment, Jiang Qi's mind was left with only one thought—by any means necessary, he must leverage the Demon Saint's power to utterly erase Ye Qingchen!
The Demon Saint's icy gaze exuded impatience, and his voice dropped even lower: "If that's the case, then stop dawdling. Ye Qingchen is still near your precious one; take me there."
