"Five Poison Ancestor, it's you!" Yan Ning shouted.
Ye Fan hadn't expected the Five Poison Ancestor to look so young. According to the Yan Clan Patriarch, he should have been ancient. Moreover, compared to the other disciples of the Five Poison Sect, his clothes were immaculate, a stark contrast to the grimy style associated with their poison arts.
The Five Poison Ancestor cackled. "Yes, it's me, Yan Ning. Where can you run today? This is the day your Yan Clan dies!"
"Is that so? We'll see if you have the ability to make that happen," Yan Ning retorted. He was a descendant of the Ancient Emperor Yan, and his name, Yan Ning, was a testament to that heritage.
The Five Poison Ancestor sneered, "Your Yan Clan proclaims itself the orthodox power of the Divine Land and looks down upon our Five Poison Clan. Today, I will see you utterly crushed beneath our feet!"
