The wind blew through, blood-colored misty rain drifting, the thick scent of blood pressing into one's mind, making people nauseous.
Thousands besieged Xu Fan, including the second-ranked God of Strength's challenge, it only took a few minutes, yet Xu Fan remained unscathed, standing calmly. However, the army of thousands suffered heavy casualties, with a thousand lives lost.
Seeing the icy gaze Xu Fan cast over, this time, no one could ignore it.
Xu Fan was merely a youth, so countless people initially looked down on him, thinking, how could such a young man earn the honor of being top-ranked in three lists? Even the Taoist's Kill Order seemed to others to be a matter of intense jealousy.
Even if they exhausted their full strength to commit heinous acts, they might not deserve the Taoist's attention, yet the seemingly harmless lamb-like youth, Xu Fan, was given such importance by the Taoist.
Why?
