Overwhelming killing intent raged, striking everyone's hearts like a sledgehammer. They stared at the young man who looked as if he had just walked out of an Asura Arena, their eyes filled with the utmost gravity. But behind that gravity lurked sheer terror.
As expected of a prodigy from the Cloud Sea Immortal Sect, Ximen Yu's willpower was far beyond that of the others. He immediately crushed the fear burgeoning within him and said in an icy tone, "Qin Ya, this is a Cloud Sea Immortal Sect affair. What right do you have to interfere? Aren't you afraid of creating a conflict between our sects?"
Qin Ya's brow twitched at Ximen Yu's threat.
SLAP...
A sudden, crisp slap echoed.
A red palm print immediately appeared on Ximen Yu's face. He would have never imagined Qin Ya would suddenly strike—and so fast that he had no time to react.
"I hate being threatened."
