The Evil Demons trembled in fear, their voices stifled, as they beheld the sinister and vicious smile on Ye Xuan's face. Each of them involuntarily drew a cold breath, their hearts trembling uncontrollably.
The terror was overwhelming. Even Wu Tian, at the pinnacle of the Quasi-Saint realm, was visibly horrified. His gaze towards Ye Xuan was full of quivering unease.
Quasi-Saints understood the difficulty of killing a Quasi-Saint. Even positioned at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm, he wouldn't dare boast of killing a Quasi-Saint like slaughtering pigs and dogs. It was sheer fantasy.
Yet today, Wu Tian's worldview was shattered. He personally witnessed Ye Xuan slaying Quasi-Saints like slaughtering pigs and dogs, and Ye Xuan was not even a Saint. How could this not terrify him to the core?
"Master, calm your anger."
