By the time the final word was spat out from Yang Xuan’s mouth, his previously smiling face had already transformed into an eerily chilling expression. Even the temperature seemed to abruptly plummet at this moment.

Anyone could sense the piercingly cold killing intent spreading from Yang Xuan’s eyes.

He was clearly both embarrassed and angered by his earlier error in judgement. From start to end, he had never paid much attention to Zhou Yuan, merely viewing the latter as an ant that could be easily squashed whenever he wanted to.

However, the fact that Zhou Yuan had defeated that Sacred Palace disciple in a single exchange was already enough proof that was not as weak as Yang Xuan had imagined.

The feeling of something leaving his control made murder surge in Yang Xuan’s heart.

Others in the vicinity were likewise able to sense the murder in Yang Xuan’s eyes, causing them to immediately cast gloating gazes at Zhou Yuan. It seems that this guy had managed to completely enrage Yang Xuan.

Zhou Yuan’s expression was unexpectedly calm. As his gaze clashed with Yang Xuan’s, even the air itself seemed to solidify.

Extremely powerful Genesis Qi began to rise from Yang...