"Get lost!"
Ye Xuan couldn't be bothered to waste his breath. He shot a cold command at the student.
"Kid, you're looking to die."
The upperclassman froze, as if he hadn't heard Ye Xuan correctly. A moment later, his expression twisted into a mask of rage.
He took a step forward, his large hand shooting out. Potent Profound Power surged, forming a violent vortex around his claws as he grabbed for Ye Xuan's shoulder.
"I told you to get lost. Are you deaf?"
Ye Xuan didn't move an inch. He simply turned his head, a frigid, cyan glint flashing in his eyes.
HISS!
The upperclassman was immediately struck by an aura so potent it nearly suffocated him.
The terrifying pressure felt like a mountain crashing down upon him, stealing his breath. The Profound Sea within him was squeezed like a balloon, threatening to burst at any second.
His face paled, and beads of sweat poured down his forehead like rain.
His hand froze mid-air, unable to advance or retreat.
"Hmph."
