Chapter 44

At the scene,

Amidst a crowd of stunned gazes, killing intent surged in Ling Qianxue's eyes.

"The Dao-One Saint Sect does not need a scourge like you!"

Her mind was filled with the content of the diary, and she waved her hand again.

A strong wind swept through,

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Bone-chilling cold descended on this world, condensing thousands of ice thorns around Ling Qianxue!

Suddenly, they all pierced towards Lin Fan!

At this time,

Lin Fan's mind was blank, staring dumbfounded at the Dao-One Saint Sect Saintess who wanted to kill him.

"Scourge!?"

"What did I do to become a scourge???"

He was already seriously injured under the previous unexpected attack, and now he was panicking to avoid those amazing ice thorns.

And in his mind, he kept thinking about what kind of heinous things he had done to provoke the Saintess of the Dao-One Saint Sect.

But...

This was his first time meeting the other party.

And he became a scourge???

Ling Qianxue looked at Lin Fan, who was dodging and questioning, and her expression became even colder.

"Ask your future self; today, I will kill a scourge like you here!"

She snorted coldly, and the overwhelming ice thorns condensed again!

The means of the Divine King Realm made everyone around feel suffocated!

Especially the Dao-One Saint Sect disciples who rushed over after hearing the commotion, all of them were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

"What's wrong with the Saintess? She... how could she have such great anger!?"

"What did that guy do?!"

"To be able to make the Saintess like this, he is dead!"

Bursts of exclamations and discussions continued to spread, and no one dared to intervene.

Even the elder could not interfere.

Lin Fan couldn't dodge in time, and his chest was pierced by an ice thorn!

"Puff..."

He spat out another mouthful of blood, his whole body trembling!

Is this Saintess of the Dao-One Saint Sect a lunatic?

Still asking about his future self?

Lunatic!!!

Watching more and more ice thorns attacking,

Lin Fan's expression was pale, and the aura on his body became weaker and weaker.

"Let's talk things over, let's talk things over... don't kill me!"

"How exactly am I a scourge? I passed the assessment entirely by my own ability, I didn't hurt anyone, I didn't cheat; as a Saintess, why do you want to take action against a Spirit Sea cultivator like me!?"

He could only endure the grievance and keep begging for mercy.

At the same time, a life-and-death crisis surged in his heart!

But...

Regarding Lin Fan's begging for mercy,

Ling Qianxue was indifferent, her eyes flashing with icy blue light.

"Seal!"

She spat out a word indifferently, the void trembled and roared, and the ground was covered with frost!