Wang Wu's heart sank. Was Ye Dexian determined to fight to the death?
Xu Ke's eyes narrowed slightly. "What? Not satisfied?"
"Satisfied?" Ye Dexian let out a cold laugh, his eyes widening as he bellowed, "Xu Ke, do you really take me for a three-year-old child you can fool at will?"
An astonishing aura immediately erupted from Ye Dexian, so powerful it made those around him unsteady on their feet. A gust of wind burst forth from him, its razor-sharp presence like a ferocious beast charging directly at Xu Ke and the others.
But when the aura reached Xu Ke, it was like a drop of water falling into the ocean—it vanished without a sound. Not a single flicker of change crossed Xu Ke's face.
Ye Dexian's heart tightened. This Xu Ke is truly no ordinary Innate Middle Stage cultivator.
