"You wretch, prepare to die!"
What Wei Duzheng and Wu Zhukong could sense, the nearest, Xue Tianao, could naturally also sense clearly. Upon sensing the familiar form of the Sacred Heavenly Spirit, its aura withered to the extreme, he couldn't help but shout loudly, his entire aura fully erupting.
From the resentful roar of the Sacred Heavenly Spirit earlier, Xue Tianao knew that the withered aura of the creature at this moment must be related to that young man named Yun Xiao.
But now that the Sacred Heavenly Spirit had broken through the lake, the rough-clothed youth had vanished without a trace. Although Xue Tianao's attitude towards Yun Xiao was quite different from that of the two over there, his thoughts at this moment were in agreement.
In Xue Tianao's view, Yun Xiao's Half-step Heavenly Rank cultivation, in this lakebed, turning a Sacred Heavenly Spirit into such a state, must have paid an extremely painful price, a price that might even be his life.
