Quiet, an eerily silent quiet, its unsettling stillness raises the hairs on one's skin!
Blood, fresh blood, strikingly vivid and beautiful!
That streak of crimson reflected in the eyes of the Tongming Sect's four elders, causing their pupils to freeze, making them feel that what's before them is just a figment of their imagination.
One strike, just one single strike, and the Tongming Saint Heir was utterly slain. If not witnessed firsthand, the four elders of the Tongming Sect would never believe such a fantastical occurrence.
Thud!
Suddenly, a thunderous roar shook the earth, pulling the four elders back to reality as they saw the Tongming Sect Leader slowly turning around. The ground beneath his feet bore his footprint, and his gaze, sinister and suspicious, fell upon Ye Xuan.
Incredulity, disbelief, even forcing the Tongming Sect Leader to genuinely begin taking Ye Xuan seriously, now his eyes were dark and fierce but harboring an indelible look of terror.
