If Yu Sicheng altered his body to open this door, then he must be killed before he finishes the alteration.
Pei Ye wasn't fully prepared for this, but it wasn't his first encounter with such situations. Since his childhood martial arts training, he had been taught the simple truths of the pugilistic world.
"Unexpected things happen more often."
A sword must always be ready.
The moment before he lunged forward, Pei Ye raised his left hand; his little finger pointed upwards, his hand made a seal lightly under his chin. The sounds around him elongated, and [Quail Head] had already spread into his heart spirit.
Then, without hesitation, his sleeve burst into flames. Pei Ye knew that when facing this enemy, he must be in peak condition at all times.
"I told you last time, if I see you again, I will definitely kill you." The sharp sword tip was poised before his eye, but Yu Sicheng remained motionless and indifferent.
