C471 The Broken Palace

"Curse you, you insignificant ant! I've marked you for death. My Ghost Race will mobilize our entire clan's might to pursue and annihilate you across the myriad realms!" The spectral figure was immobilized, capable only of impotent rage, barking helplessly like a cornered dog.

Yet, Yuwen Tian didn't regard the other's words as a mere threat. Fear was foreign to him