The terrifying wave of Soul Qi immediately forced Bai Changxi, Die Xin, and Li Rushan to take four or five steps back instinctively.
"Oh? You lowly scum actually want to take the initiative? Using Soul Techniques in front of us Soul Masters is like an ant trying to shake a tree—utterly ridiculous!"
Bai Changxi's pupils constricted slightly. A murderous glint flashed in his eyes, and his voice was now laced with killing intent.
At that moment, both Die Xin and Li Rushan wore displeased expressions.
Pitiful?
To be called pitiful by someone they saw as an ant?
This was the most absurd joke in the world.
Meanwhile, Qianyue, who had been calm until now, decisively retreated nearly a thousand meters. She flew to stand on the other side, adopting a completely detached posture.
It was as if Ye Tianling's taunts had nothing to do with her.
Bai Changxi's gaze grew even colder. He glanced at Qianyue, completely disappointed.
