Ye Fan said, "I don't understand what you mean. I know that if you remain in this world, you will only devour it and turn it into the territory of your Evil Clan!"
"Evil Clan? The Holy Clan destroyed the Evil Clan long ago! We are just shattered remnants, trying to eke out an existence here!" the Misfortune Pangolin retorted. "Young man, even if you are from the Holy Clan, you cannot be so arrogant! The power you contain causes me great pain, but you are still too weak. If we truly fight to the death, we will only end up destroying each other. In this place, both your Holy Clan and my Evil Clan are outsiders! Why must you make things difficult for me?"
"Leave! Do not disturb my slumber!" the Misfortune Pangolin shouted at Ye Fan.
Even something as powerful as the Misfortune Pangolin is backing down before Ye Fan? Is the white light from his body really that terrifying? Huang Ji thought, stunned.
Ye Fan then said, "And what if it must be a fight to the death?"
