"Showing off one's skills before an expert!"
Ye Xuan's sword finger pointed heavenward, directing at the approaching figure, shattering the Laws into fragments. The massive hand formed by five fingers crushed the void, thunderously stabilizing this realm, holding the intruder in place instantly.
"Father!"
A piercing scream came from the mouth of the girl in black, seeing a middle-aged man in cold-colored robes half-kneeling on the ground, staring at Ye Xuan in shock.
One strike, just one strike, and the man's Great Technique was broken, himself grievously injured, which he could hardly believe. But the excruciating pain from the collapsed ribs in his chest testified to how terrifying the blow he suffered was.
"Who are you?"
The man in cold robes slowly stood up, scrutinizing Ye Xuan with a heavy look, evident fear flashing in his eyes, for he was a Quasi-Saint, yet was injured by the opponent's strike. The cultivation of this intruder was unimaginably terrifying.
