第112章 " Blood Oath of Fury"

**Chapter 112: The Ancient's Wrath**

Qin Wentian's words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of his intentions. Chu Ling'er's eyes, however, remained calm and resolute, as if she had prepared herself for this moment. "I'm willing to do whatever it takes to get what I want," she replied, her voice steady.

Qin Wentian's gaze never wavered, his eyes burning with an intense passion. "And what is it that you want, Chu Ling'er?" he asked, his tone dripping with malice.

"I want the ancient's legacy," she replied, her voice firm. "I want to become the strongest cultivator in the world."

Qin Wentian chuckled, a cold, mirthless sound. "You're willing to sacrifice the world for your own gain?"

Chu Ling'er's eyes flashed with anger. "What would you know of sacrifice?" she spat. "You're just a pawn in the game of the ancient, a mere tool to be used and discarded."

Qin Wentian's face darkened, his eyes flashing with fury. "You dare to insult me?" he growled, his voice low and menacing.

Chu Ling'er stepped forward, her eyes blazing with determination. "I'll do whatever it takes to get what I want," she repeated. "And if that means sacrificing you, then so be it."

Qin Wentian's laughter echoed through the air, cold and menacing. "You're a fool," he spat. "You think you can take me down? I'm the one who holds the ancient's power, and with it, I'll crush you like the insignificant insect that you are."

Chu Ling'er's eyes never wavered, her determination etched on her face. "I'll never back down," she said, her voice firm. "I'll do whatever it takes to achieve my goal, no matter the cost."

And with that, the two cultivators clashed, their powers locked in a struggle that would decide the fate of the world.