Earlier, the crowd’s attention was focused on Su Yi.

Only when Su Yi mentioned him did they glance at Yuan Heng.

“Master Su, there are thousands of spirit beasts. Won’t letting Brother Yuan Heng fight them on his own be too dangerous? Our cultivation bases might be lacking, but we’re willing to fight alongside him and suppress this calamity!” Nie Beihu said solemnly.

The others nodded.

However, as cautious as he typically was, Ge Qian couldn’t take it anymore. “Everyone, rest assured. Even if there were tens of thousands, they wouldn’t be able to take a single roar from Yuan Heng.”

The group was instantly confused. What does that mean?

Yuan Heng, however, broke into a grin. He turned and leaped off the city wall.

Beneath the sunlight, his tall, stalwart body suddenly rose to its full height. His sleeves billowed around him as he suddenly exploded with yao qi.

Boom!

It soared into the heavens. The clouds burst apart, and the skies were thrown into turmoil.

The crowd’s eyes widened. They saw an endlessly enormous illusory Xuanwu floating above Yuan Heng. Its boundless aura blotted out the sun.

“That’s…”

All of them held their breath, and...