Ye Tian nodded and gave a wry smile. "The Five Vein Realm is too far off for me. For now, I'd better just think about how to break through to Four Veins. Every single breakthrough is extremely difficult. It's best not to expect too much."
"I'm sure you can do it," Zhang Xinlan said. "Your talent surpasses that of many people in the Holy Land. As long as you're willing to work hard, I believe you can achieve it."
Ye Tian glanced at the students enveloped in Zhang Xinlan's dome of light, and an indescribable feeling welled up inside him. It wasn't just the blood—the scene was truly too horrible to look at.
The students had been completely flattened. As they were crushed, he could clearly see flesh and bone flying in every direction. It was a shocking sight. 'Such a cruel way to die.'
The students had died in despair and agony at Zhang Xinlan's hands, yet she didn't even furrow her brow. To her, their deaths were deserved and unworthy of pity.
