"I'll take you on!"

Hai Tianming leaped onto the stage, throwing down a deposit of five hundred thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, and fixed his gaze coldly on Lu Ren.

Seeing the ice-blue saber on his back, Lu Ren couldn't help but ask, "A disciple of the Wuji Saber Sect?"

"Lu Ren, don't think we don't recognize you. You've offended our Holy Son, and today, don't blame me if I accidentally kill you!" Hai Tianming said coldly.