"God's punishment? Shen Daojun, are you scared and confused? We monks practice the way that goes against heaven. If we are afraid of heaven's punishment, why should we be monks? Besides, who is God? Who holds the power of life and death? Who has the power of life and death? It’s the sky! You people, including you, Mr. Shen Dao, are all in the palm of my hand, An Xingyi, and I am your heaven!”
"Bah! An Xingyi, you are too proud! Didn't you ask me who stole the Beast Taming Pearl? Okay, I'll tell you now!"
An Xingyi looked instinctively happy and shouted, "Are you willing to say it?"
A smile gradually spread on Shen Daojun's face, he nodded, and said, "Anyway, they are already here. It doesn't matter whether they say it or not." [
"Coming?" An Xingyi was slightly startled.
However, Shen Daojun couldn't wait to look behind him and shouted, "Qin Shaoxia, why are you here? I almost lost my life!"
An Xingyi thought Shen Daojun was playing a trick at first and did not look back until a cold voice came: "Senior Shen, who is this person?"
An Xingyi shuddered involuntarily and turned his head hastily. Only then did he see Qin Dong slowly walking in with Mi Fen, Zhuang Hu, Mu Tiangang, Mu Fei and his daughter. Qin Dong frowned slightly when he saw that the scene was stained with blood and traces of fierce battles were everywhere.
An Xingyi's eyes did not linger on Qin Dong. In his eyes, Qin Dong was just a young boy who was not worth caring about at all. When his eyes fell on Mu Fei and his daughter, he was obviously surprised and asked in surprise, "Why are you not dead?"
Mu Fei didn't know An Xingyi. He looked around for a week and found no trace of Mu Hong. Then he saw Mu Zhao seriously injured and fell to the ground. He felt strange in his heart. An Xingyi's question made him startled and full of doubts. "Who are you?"
"Hehe... If I say it, you will definitely be shocked. This guy is a famous figure. Although you have never met him, you must have heard of it." Shen Daojun took the words and said with a sneer.
"Oh?" Mu Fei's interest was aroused.
Shen Daojun's eyes were sharp and he said with murderous intent, "He is An Xingyi of the Wanpeng Gang, Fu Yanshan's right-hand man."
"An Xingyi!?" Mu Fei was really surprised when he heard this.
Qin Dong's expression also changed, and he asked aloud, "Who are you, An Xingquan?"
"Xing Quan? He is my brother. What's wrong? Do you know him?" An Xingyi asked in surprise.
Qin Dong understood, smiled, and nodded, "It's not really acquaintance. But since you are his brother, I think you need to know that An Xingquan is dead!"
"What!?" An Xingyi's expression suddenly changed, his foot slipped, and his body floated like a ghost to an arm's length in front of Qin Dong. "Boy, say what you just said again!"
Qin Dong's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were always as calm as water. His indifferent expression inadvertently caused a lot of pressure on An Xingyi.
"An Xingquan has been killed." Qin Dong's voice was the same as before, without any fluctuation.
"You're talking nonsense! My brother is in the human world now. How could someone there kill him? Who are you? How dare you talk nonsense in front of me!" An Xingyi roared.
"To be honest, your brother An Xingquan was killed here. It's absolutely true!"