The Ethereal Domains

Chapter 973: Why Would I Not Dare?

Why Would I Not Dare? . . .

Han Bingxue observed the approaching group of men, aware that they were all formidable individuals. However, he displayed no signs of fear. Instead, he regarded the nineteen men with casual indifference and remarked, "Oh, good friends from the Saint Sunlight Sect. Why did your sect send so many people after me? Which dark corner did you all crawl out of?"

He had a penchant for sharp retorts, starting with friendly words and then segueing into biting sarcasm. The stark contrast in his language could easily provoke his adversaries.

The white-bearded old man sneered as he fixed his gaze on Han Bingxue. "Han Bingxue, don\'t waste your tricks on my people. You seem quite pleased with yourself, don\'t you?"

Han Bingxue nodded in agreement. "Indeed, I am. Compliments are a delightful thing to hear. You seem to be a connoisseur of flattery. I\'m sure you understand how pleasant it is."

The old man was taken aback before breaking into a wicked laugh. "Han Bingxue, you\'ve given up on your life, haven\'t you?"

Had it been only him and Cha Eun Xiao, retreat might have been considered. He had no certainty about his ability to protect either of them, let alone Cha Eun Xiao. But with the presence of another individual, he felt confident.

[We\'re not just a duo. There\'s one more of us! She proposed cooperation along the way...]

"Since when? When did you come up with such a foolish idea?" Han Bingxue raised his head arrogantly. "You bunch of ignorant fools! Do you think I\'m ready to give up on life now? Just look at yourselves! How absurd! Stop boasting!"

The white-bearded old man wore a dark expression and rebuked, "Han Bingxue, as a senior cultivator in the martial world, you shouldn\'t spew nonsense to the younger generation. Aren\'t you ashamed?"

Han Bingxue responded with a cold laugh. "Then tell me, what should I say? Oh, should I start killing them one by one? Would that be appropriate?"

With a haughty snort, he continued, "Enough of the pretense! You know very well that killing them wouldn\'t pose any difficulty for me. By teasing rather than killing them, I\'m showing mercy. I have a conscience. Why should I feel ashamed? I am a man of honor!"

His words caught everyone off guard. The younger disciples may have been baffled by Han Bingxue\'s attitude, but the seniors knew the full story about Han Bingxue, the Prime Master, and Wu Huitian.

They were aware of the deep-seated enmity between Han Bingxue and Wu Huitian. They understood how closely Han Bingxue was connected to the Xiao Monarch. Han Bingxue was a thorn in Saint Sunlight Sect\'s side.

Much like Jun Yinglian, Han Bingxue was willing to lay down his life for the sake of vengeance against Cha Cha. His mere existence posed a threat to Saint Sunlight Sect.

However, he had eluded them for two years, evading capture. That was the only reason they hadn\'t eliminated him yet.

Their suspicions regarding Han Bingxue\'s true identity as the Shadowless Assassin further complicated matters. His association with the assassin was evident, and there were few individuals in the realm as powerful as both of them.

They had no concrete proof, but their suspicions ran deep. Nonetheless, their ultimate goal was the same: to eliminate them both.

And that\'s why they had gone to such lengths to track down Han Bingxue.

While Han Bingxue may have appeared to be boasting, the old man recognized the sincerity in his words. If Frost Sword wished to eliminate those younger disciples, it would hardly be a challenge.

"You won\'t kill us, because you don\'t want to provoke the wrath of our mighty Saint Sunlight Sect." A slender old man among the group glared at Han Bingxue with intensity.

"Don\'t want to provoke you? What a joke! Hahahaha..." Han Bingxue burst into laughter. "I dared to cuckold your esteemed Prime Master. Do you think I\'m afraid of killing some of his disciples? Would that be considered a fall from grace for me?"

With his declaration, a fierce confrontation was inevitable.

The expression on the white-bearded old man\'s face suddenly turned cold. "Han Bingxue, you\'re a level nine Dao Origin Stage cultivator! How can you speak so insolently, you wretched scoundrel!"

Han Bingxue, upon reflection, realized that his words may have been a tad too extreme. He offered a conciliatory smile. "My apologies, I misspoke. I shouldn\'t have uttered such nonsense. Allow me to rectify that. If I ever get the chance, I will not hesitate to eliminate your Prime Master. I\'ll even consider exhuming your ancestors\' graves. Do you think I\'d refrain from dealing with a few of your disciples? Do I strike you as a degenerate?"

A chorus of fury erupted from the nineteen men. Their collective shout was so powerful that it appeared to shake the very heavens. The ground beneath their feet trembled in unison with their outburst.

The sheer force of their shout reverberated through the region, raising a cloud of dust that stretched for several miles. In a ten-mile radius, wildlife perished, their lifeblood seeping from their bodies. Even a river located more than ten miles away surged skyward to heights of hundreds of meters, creating a scene of unparalleled destruction.

Han Bingxue, a formidable level nine Dao Origin Stage cultivator, was taken aback by the magnitude of the spectacle. It left him stunned for a brief moment, his foremost concern being Cha Eun Xiao\'s welfare. While Cha Eun Xiao possessed immense potential, he was still only at level seven of the Dream Origin Stage. Han Bingxue worried about the potential harm Cha Eun Xiao might incur in the face of such overwhelming force.