"Do you really think killing an early-stage Core Formation cultivator makes you some kind of prodigy?"
"Little do you know, in the face of true inheritance and opportunities, your little tricks... are nothing more than child's play."
Ji Yuan ignored Jiang Hong's ridicule. He raised the sword in his hand horizontally in front of him, then pointed at the blade. The sword dispersed, transforming into nine embryonic Flying Swords, suspended beside him, all pointed at Jiang Hong.
"Let the others go. I will fight you with all my might, regardless of life or death."
As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Hong seemed to hear a great joke. He pointed at Ji Yuan, laughing:
"Look at you, at a time like this, still speaking such foolish dreams!"
Saying this, his smile abruptly disappeared, and he said with a fierce voice:
"Don't forget, right now even you are a prisoner, where do you get the qualifications to negotiate with me?!"
