On the top of Lotus Mountain, there are magnificent palaces and many buildings that are not found in modern society.
After Yang Huang came to Yiyuan Dao Sect, he was arranged to practice in a golden pagoda. The pagoda had sixteen floors, and there were many rooms on each floor. Yang Huang was in one of the rooms of the pagoda on the top floor. There seemed to be a certain arrangement here.
This kind of spirit gathering formation method, the spiritual energy intensity is much stronger than that on earth.
The furnishings in the room are very ordinary, and can even be said to be a bit crude. There is only a golden futon in the area of about ten square meters. At this time, Yang Huang is sitting on the futon, his eyes are slightly closed, and his body is surrounded by a circle.
The pale golden light is the innate energy.
In fact, the changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth have little impact on him, because the innate tree in the courtyard of his mind can fully supply the energy he needs for cultivation. If the energy of this innate tree is absorbed, he can still find it.
The other two trees.
Because he knows that there are three innate trees in this world.
After obtaining the Innate Tree, he became even more curious about what kind of organization the legendary Heavenly Court was. It was said to be a unit in charge of all gods, similar to the ancient imperial court.
Out of sight is out of sight, so Yang Huang was dubious because he was not sure whether immortals really existed in this world.
There were many disciples of the Yiyuan Dao Sect gathered in this pagoda, so it didn't seem peaceful. There were constant explosions and angry shouts coming from all directions.
Three days later, Yang Huang stopped absorbing the innate energy because he heard a bell.
The sound of the bell spread throughout Lotus Mountain, and all the Yiyuan Dao Sect disciples within Lotus Mountain could hear it clearly. Countless disciples ran out from all directions and quickly ran towards a square on the top of the mountain. Their cultivation reached the level of Jindan.
It even flew directly in the sky at extremely fast speeds.
Yang Huang didn't know what the bell meant, but he knew what was going to happen next, so he immediately stopped practicing. His body swayed and turned into golden threads and disappeared.
He did not choose to fly, but traveled directly through space in the form of silk thread, teleporting to the back of the square in a short distance.
The square is extremely large. According to modern calculations, it covers tens of thousands of square meters. The floor is neatly stacked with stones of unknown material. The magic is that this stone exudes a faint warmth all the time.
There is a mysterious power flowing inside.
Yang Huang looked with his eyes and found that there seemed to be an invisible figure underground that was constantly changing its position.
Gradually, more and more monks gathered in the square, including He Yiqiu and his sister Yang Xiaoyan, whom Yang Huang knew. To his slight surprise, he also saw Yang Duoduo.
At this time, Yang Duoduo was wearing the Taoist uniform of the Yiyuan Taoist Sect. He lowered his head at the end of the crowd and did not notice Yang Huang standing at the front.
To be honest, she was able to join the Yiyuan Dao Sect and start practicing only because of Yang Huang. After she arrived at the Yang family villa, Yang Guozhong kept Yang Ningning by his side and did not take away the Supreme Order given by Yang Huang.
Card, arranged her directly into the Yiyuan Dao world and became an ordinary disciple.
She had never seen the appearance of a cultivation sect before, and she was very curious at first, thinking it was like going to college. Later, she gradually realized her own insignificance, which frustrated her self-esteem and made her feel more and more inferior.
Soon, all the disciples of Yiyuan Dao Sect in Lianhua Mountain appeared on the square. The number of them exceeded ten thousand people, which showed the hugeness of Yi Yuan Dao Sect.
"Today will be the day of marriage between the Yiyuan Dao Sect and the Yuqing Sect. The leader of the Yuqing Sect has agreed to marry Liu Qing, the saint of the sect, to our Yiyuan Dao Sect. I hope that the two sects will prosper in the future!"
At the front of the square, a high platform suddenly rose. There was a row of seats on it, and some people were already sitting on it. The sound just now came from someone on the high platform.
Although I didn’t know who was speaking, after the words fell, tens of thousands of people in the square started making noisy discussions. Obviously, they all knew who Liu Qing was going to marry, so they all looked sad, angry and embarrassed, wishing for this.
It would be best if the wedding was cancelled.
After a moment, a huge light door appeared in the sky, and a group of people walked out of it. The leaders were two enchanting women. One of them Yang Huang had seen before was the woman known as the head of the Yang family in the Yang family.
This woman left a deep impression on him because she was very feminine and invisible.
Yang Huang knew her name. Her name was Ying Bingbing, and she was the current head of the Yuqing Sect.
Next to Ying Bingbing, there was an old woman on crutches. This old woman had a curved spine and a hump on her back. She had white hair and a pale face, dry wrinkled and dark yellow skin, and all the varicose veins on her body. She looked terrifying.
Ying Bingbing and the old woman came to the square with no less than a hundred disciples of the Yuqing Sect, among whom was Liu Qing with a cold face.
Liu Qing actually didn't want to come, especially after knowing that Yang Huang was powerful enough to kill even Zhou Gongkun.
Originally, she thought Yang Huang was a waste, so she thought that as long as she killed him, the marriage would be stopped. Later, after knowing how powerful Yang Huang was, she didn't want to get married anymore, because she didn't want to be suppressed, she wanted
A man who is not as strong as her, but she likes him very much.
She has a desire to control in her heart, so her man must be the kind of man who can obey her.
This is her view on love choices.
But it's a pity that she was born in a cultivation sect, so she can't choose the marriage. What's more, now that Zhou Gongkun is dead, she has no reason to refuse the marriage.
She could only look at Yang Huang with resentful eyes, it was this man who ruined her life.
She gritted her teeth.
Yang Huang keenly caught Liu Qing's hatred, but his expression remained as usual and he didn't say anything. He took out his cigarettes and prepared to light one.
"You! Yes, I'm talking about you! The elders of the sect are talking above, how dare you smoke in such a front position? Don't you want to live?" Next to Yang Huang, a man wearing modern clothes and wearing a
The man wearing glasses spoke with a sullen expression.
"Lu Qian, I think you should stop talking. This guy is Yang Huang, the good-for-nothing who is getting engaged to the goddess today!" A monk next to the man with glasses reminded him in a low voice.
"So this guy is Yang Huang? I don't see anything special about him? Is it because he was born in the Yang family? But I heard that Taoist Priest Hongyun has ignored him for a long time!"
"Hmph, even if you don't care about him anymore, aren't you still the Yang family? The Yang family is the only one in the Yiyuan Dao Sect and you can't mess with him at all."
"But the Yang family only produces trash. Each of those Yang family members is more disgusting than the last one. This Yang Huang, who doesn't even have any cultivation level, is even more disgusting than those people!"
After being recognized, Yang Huang became the target of public criticism. Everyone present was a monk. His five senses and six consciousnesses were terrifyingly strong. In an instant, most people knew that the man in a suit who was smoking was the good-for-nothing Yang Huang.
Yang Huang himself paid no attention to all this.
Ying Bingbing and the old woman went up to the high platform together and sat down in their seats.
A middle-aged man in Chinese clothing stood up and his voice came out slowly.
"Today, our sect will select ten outstanding disciples, led by one person, to go to the ruins of the Immortal Mansion in the Far West. Many of you should know what is in the Far West. Here I
I won’t say much more.”
After finishing speaking, the man in rich clothes paused. The Yiyuan Dao Sect is determined to obtain the ruins of the Immortal Mansion in the far west, because it contains a huge opportunity that can change the situation of the world today.
When the time comes, many sects will send their most elite members there. Unfortunately, that space cannot currently carry monks who have surpassed the Dogen realm, so the main force will be monks who have reached the Golden Core realm.
The Yiyuan Dao Sect has selected one hundred monks who have practiced within a hundred years and have broken through to the Golden Core realm. These monks will compete in a competition later and the ten best disciples will be selected from them.
The disciples led the team to the ruins of the Immortal Mansion.
This disciple of Daoyuan has been selected, and that is Zhu Yinlei, deputy captain of the law enforcement team. At this time, he was also among the crowd in the square, standing in the camp of the law enforcement team.
"And Yang Huang, who is engaged to Saint Liu Qing this time, will also go to the far west together." The man in rich clothes added a sentence abruptly, and then looked thoughtfully at Yang Huang who was smoking.
The words caused a sensation, and the faces of the tens of thousands of monks in the square, especially the hundreds of elite disciples who were about to participate in the competition, were filled with displeasure.
"Why should he? Just because he is from the Yang family? Why should we share part of the benefits with him as a result of our hard work?"
"Isn't this too much? Who is this Yang Huang? Why does he directly get the opportunity to go to the ruins of the Immortal Mansion?"
"I don't accept it! Unless Yang Huang can defeat me, I will never go with him!"
"If I have to be with this trash, then I would rather give up! I won't do it anymore!"
Many people made sounds, and some disciples even used their true energy to spread their sounds throughout the square.
"If anyone is dissatisfied, you can challenge me. I am here."
The sound of a voice made the square completely quiet. The speaker was naturally Yang Huang, and his voice was mixed with innate energy, directly covering all the voices present.
He Yiqiu knew about Yang Huang's cultivation. He seemed to be looking at the joke and did not make any move. However, after hearing Yang Huang's voice, the man in rich clothes on the high platform seemed to have achieved his goal and sat back down.
seat.
Liu Qing's face in the distance was complicated. She also knew Yang Huang's true and false nature. Others thought he was a waste, but she knew that Yang Huang was a terrifying existence that could even kill Zhou Gongkun.
At least for her now, it's terrifying.
It took her a lot of effort to reach the level of Sixth Transformation Golden Elixir. She is already the leader among the younger generation. Very few people born within a hundred years can break through to the Dao Yuan realm.
"In that case, let's do it according to the wishes of the person involved." The man in colorful clothes waved his arm, and the center of the square was suddenly shrouded in a cloud of fog. Then, the fog cleared, and a three-meter-tall arena with an area of 1,000 meters appeared.
The Yiyuan Dao Sect disciples standing at this position were all teleported around the arena by a force.
"Hahaha, this Yang Huang... turns out to be such a stupid guy. Yi Qiu, didn't you go look for him last time? Why did it end without any problem?" Next to He Yiqiu, stood a man with a folding fan in his hand.
He squinted at the arena in front of him and said jokingly.
"You don't understand. Anyone who gets on the stage...will not survive." He Yiqiu shook his head and clenched his fists.
He has been practicing hard these days, using a lot of materials, and finally broke through the Golden Core realm at the last moment, becoming the one who broke through the Golden Core realm in the shortest time among the young people of the Yiyuan Dao Sect.
"Why?" the man holding the folding fan asked in confusion.
"Because...ignorance." He Yiqiu said calmly.
"Yang Huang! Get off the stage!" As soon as the stage appeared, a tall and thick man with his upper body exposed had already jumped up and stood alone on the stage.
Yang Huang took a look, flicked the cigarette butt in his hand away, then lit another one, and then walked step by step towards the central ring. This took a long time, and he was a bit far away from the ring.
It took a full five or six minutes before Yang Huang came to the bottom of the ring. No one disturbed him during the process. All the monks looked at him with mocking eyes, thinking that he knew it would be difficult to win and deliberately delayed the time.
After arriving at the bottom of the ring, Yang Huang's body swayed and turned into a golden light and disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying thing happened, that is, on the ring, the man who was standing alone suddenly had his head detached from his body for some unknown reason, drew a parabola in the sky, and rolled down to the ring.
The headless corpse gushed out blood and fell on the ring.
"The challenge I am referring to is not about deciding the winner. Since it is an arena set up for me, then I will set a rule."
"Anyone who comes to the stage to challenge Yang will either kill me or... die!" Yang Huang's voice was cold, and his eyes were like cold needles, scanning all directions.
Since the man in gorgeous clothes has set up such an arena and wants the entire Yiyuan Dao Sect to see his strength, then let them see it to the end and use their lives to witness it.
"This...is this too arrogant? Doesn't it mean that Yang Huang is withdrawn, doesn't like to communicate with others, and only likes to dump some medicinal materials and animals' waste?"
"I don't care about this, I just want to ask...how did he kill Wu Gang just now?"
"Yes, I want to know too! Is there someone helping him in secret?"
"I think so too. Otherwise, how could he have cut off Wu Gang's head so easily?"
Discussions in the audience started again, but no one took Yang Huang's words seriously.
When Yang Huang finished speaking, someone actually jumped onto the ring again. He was a middle-aged man with blond hair. He was born in ancient times and has been practicing Taoism for a very long time, more than 500 years. However, he is still cultivating the third golden elixir.
The state is lingering, and it has never been able to break through to the Sixth Transformation Golden Elixir.
"I only destroyed this person's body just now, but not his soul. Starting from you, I will not only kill your body, but also destroy your soul. Anyone who wants to take the stage should be mentally prepared
." Yang Huang's voice became colder and colder, and the cigarette in his hand kept burning.
Yang Xiaoyan stood in the audience tremblingly, because the Yang Huang at this moment was the Yang Huang she had never seen before. Her brother was not like this before.
She found that her understanding of this brother in her life was too little.
This has always been her self-righteous understanding.
"Elders! I want to confirm the fairness of the fight and ensure that no one is secretly helping!" After the middle-aged man took the stage, his first words were spoken from a distance.
The man in fine clothes on the high platform flicked his fingers, and a light green light flew out, expanded extremely in mid-air, and enveloped the entire arena.
"This is an unrelated formation. If a third party other than the one on the stage takes action, the green light will shatter." The man in the Chinese uniform said loudly.
After receiving the confirmation, the middle-aged man finally nodded and his expression relaxed. He didn't think Yang Huang had the ability to kill him, but he was afraid that someone would take action for Yang Huang in the dark. Because he knew that monks above the Daoyuan realm would
Master the laws of space.
"Can we start?" Yang Huang said impatiently.
"Do you really want to die that much?" The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing. In his opinion, this Yang Huang should have a few second-level Taoist weapons to be so arrogant.
The reason why it is a second-level Taoist weapon is because ordinary people cannot use magic weapons above the second level.
A powerful second-level Taoist weapon can completely kill a monk with three flowers gathered at the top. However, the man who was five big and three thick before could not reach the three-flower realm, so it was normal for him to be killed instantly.
Now, the middle-aged man has confirmed that no master will secretly help Yang Huang, so he believes that the other party is dead.
He regarded Yang Huang's current impatience and arrogant attitude as ignorance. Because of his ignorance, he did not understand the terror of monks. Because of his ignorance, he thought that he could dominate the world with a second-level Taoist weapon and have no scruples.
The middle-aged man shook his head boredly, and pressed the seal with his left hand. An invisible energy appeared on the top of Yang Huang's head. This energy took the shape of an awl. As the middle-aged man's hand skills changed, he turned crazily and stabbed at the top of Yang Huang's head.
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Bang!
A large crater was blasted out of the ground by invisible energy, but Yang Huang was nowhere to be seen.
Just when everyone thought that Yang Huang had been blasted into powder, with not even a trace left, Yang Huang's body appeared behind the middle-aged man.
"Cultivation is not easy, everyone knows this truth. If I were you, I would cherish this life very much and be considerate when encountering people and situations." Yang Huang's words reached the middle-aged man's ears. This was what he had heard in his life.
The last word.
The next moment, his head flew into the sky just like the man before, drew a parabola, and rolled down the ring.
The headless corpse fell sadly.
Different from the previous man, the middle-aged man's soul was completely obliterated by Yang Huang at the moment his head flew away.
For a moment, there was total silence.
Everyone couldn't believe their eyes. Some people even rubbed their naked eyes with their hands, even though they knew they had been observing the outside world with their soul.
Everything in front of them is completely beyond common sense. Many people know the strength of the middle-aged man, which is the third level of Jindan. Such people are almost at the top of the world on an earth with exhausted spiritual energy. They have abilities far beyond ordinary people.
His life span has too many means that ordinary people cannot understand.
But such a character died in an instant, his body and head missing!
This was an incredible thing, because no one saw Yang Huang take action. In the eyes of these monks, Yang Huang did not move at all, and then the middle-aged man's head flew up inexplicably, and his life was lost.
"If you still want to challenge me, you can come on stage!" Yang Huang flicked the cigarette in his hand that had been smoked to the end, lit another one, and said.
His mood was inexplicably irritable. He didn't know the reason. He only knew that he wanted to kill someone and wanted to kill like crazy to vent his anger.
He guessed that this might be related to Chen Tianyuan's initiation.
Because Chen Tianyuan, his senior brother, is a zombie. Every zombie has an absolutely miserable experience and contains endless hostility in his body.
Just as Yang Huang was lighting up his cigarette, another monk jumped onto the stage. This time, it was a female monk. She had long light blue hair, a curvy figure, and fair skin. Although she was not as good-looking as Liu Qing, she was
In modern society, she is also a class star.
"Yang Huang, my name is Chen Ruyue, and I want to challenge you!" The woman named Chen Ruyue said through gritted teeth. Her eyes were filled with tears as she looked straight at Yang Huang.
When he heard Chen Ruyue's name, Yang Huang was shocked. He looked up in disbelief. When he saw this woman with long light blue hair but a familiar appearance, he took a deep breath.
, his eyes were deep and somewhat embarrassed.
Chen Ruyue, he did still remember this name.
When he was thirteen years old, Yang Huang just entered junior high school, but he molested a beautiful female teacher. The teacher had light blue hair, fair skin, and big eyes.
It only took a week for Yang Huang to date the female teacher. At that time, the female teacher said that she was twenty-three years old, ten years older than Yang Huang, but Yang Huang said that ten years was not too old.
Three years later, when Yang Huang graduated from junior high school, the female teacher evaporated and disappeared. For this reason, Yang Huang also contacted Yang Guozhong, and the final answer he got was that the female teacher died accidentally in a car accident.
Not long after that, Yang Huang got the gossip and began to practice "The Qi of Taishang Guiyuan Shen Yi", looking for humans who could become evolvers in the future, and playing a cat and mouse game with the police.
I also met Yang Duoduo when I was in high school.
After dating Yang Duoduo, he almost forgot about this female teacher within a few days. At that time, the female teacher told him that her name was Chen Ruyue.
Goodbye now, things have changed and people have changed.
"Chen Ruyue, I want to know your real name." Yang Huang took a deep breath and spoke calmly. He found that since the second mutation of the earth, gossip has become less effective, and many things have happened that were beyond his expectation.
"Ruyue, Chen Ruyue." The woman's expression was complicated, and she regretted jumping onto the ring so impulsively.
She is one of the few people in the Yiyuan Dao Sect who knows Yang Huang.
Seven years ago, she was ordered to leave the Yiyuan Dao Realm and go to the mortal world to protect a child named Yang Huang. At that time, her cultivation level had reached the top of the Three Flowers Gathering, so at first, she was very disdainful, but
She had to obey the sect's orders.
But no one expected that she would actually fall in love with that thirteen-year-old child. His name was Yang Huang, and he was the grandson of the Supreme Elder of the Yiyuan Dao Sect, Yang Huang.
Over the past three years, she had carefully felt Yang Huang's inner loneliness and infinite longing for the future. His weird ideas always attracted her.
To be honest, as a cultivator, the feeling of age is not as strong as that of ordinary people, because cultivators can live a long time.
Three years later, the Supreme Elder used his calculation skills to calculate the date of the change in the world, so he recalled her to the One Yuan Dao Realm. She left in a hurry and did not have time to say goodbye.
Chen Ruyue, who returned to the One-Yuan Taoist Realm, has been paying attention to Yang Huang. Women are delicate animals. They easily incorporate feelings into their lives and regard feelings as everything in life.
She heard too much about the useless Yang family, and also knew what Yang Huang would be like when he grew up, so she felt that she could let go completely, because monks and ordinary people would always be separated by the long river of time control, and it was simply impossible.
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From then on, she prayed silently in her heart, hoping that the child of that year could live a stable life.
Now four years have passed, and the thirteen-year-old child has grown up, but things are completely different from what she expected. Yang Huang is not an ordinary person at all.
Chen Yueru is much calmer than most monks. After all, she knows Yang Huang. She watched two competitions in the audience and came to the conclusion that the child back then has grown into a figure that she can only look up to.
A terrifying figure who can kill even a strong person with golden elixir in an instant.
"I won't fight you, go down alone!" Yang Huang lowered his head, took a deep drag on the cigarette, and finally spat out these few words.
"Yang Huang, don't you have anything to say to me?" Chen Ruyue said with difficulty, tears seemed to fill her eyes, but she held back the tears and asked stubbornly.
"No." Yang Huang closed his eyes and shook his head. He really had nothing to say.
He did not deny that when he was thirteen years old, he fell in love with a female teacher, and as a smart boy, he knew from the beginning that this female teacher was a bodyguard sent by his father to protect him.
At that time, he fell in love with biology, doing experiments every day, and also learned something about the world of cultivation.
Later, the female teacher disappeared inexplicably. He searched for it for a long time. Only when Yang Guozhong said that she died unexpectedly did he understand everything.
It turned out that the female teacher was just here on orders, and she would eventually leave.
After Chen Ruyue heard this cold no, tears finally burst out of her eyes uncontrollably. She turned her head silently and jumped off the ring.
In fact, she regretted jumping into the ring in the first place, so leaving now was like having a step down.
But she didn't know that this step was given to her by Yang Huang on purpose. Because he had said before he took the stage that he would never show mercy to the challenger, and it would only be a matter of life and death, but he would never take action in any case.
To kill Chen Ruyue, he still retained the purest thoughts deep in his heart, so he could only be ruthless and make the other party give up.
When Chen Ruyue jumped off the ring, Yang Huang secretly let out a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the other party would not want to leave and insisted on fighting with him here. In the end, he might actually kill this person.
Woman, because he is still not the Yang Huang he once was, and his heart can be so cold that he cannot tolerate any emotion.
After Chen Ruyue stepped off the ring, she left the square directly. Her back was gloomy, giving people a feeling of hopelessness.
She is a strong woman. After practicing Taoism for ninety-six years, her cultivation has broken through the Sixth Transformation Golden Pill and is about to usher in the Nine-turn Golden Pill catastrophe. It can be said that she is the hope of all female monks in the Yiyuan Dao Sect.
Among the practitioners, he is the most talented person.
After Chen Ruyue left, a three-meter-tall strong man immediately jumped onto the ring. Although he, like other monks, could not understand the part where Chen Ruyue challenged Yang Huang, this one hindered his challenge.
He is a monk who loves Liu Qing. It can even be said that his cultivation goal is to marry the goddess Liu Qing. But now that the goddess is about to marry someone else, how can he bear it? He wanted to come to power before.
It's just that he has never been able to seize the opportunity, and now he finally stands on this stage.
As long as he can kill the guy in front of him, he has a chance to become the protagonist of the marriage between Yiyuan Dao Sect and Yuqing Sect.
"Tell me, how do you want to die?" The strong man was not worried about losing to his opponent, because he had just survived the sixth-turn heavenly tribulation today and successfully became a strong man in the sixth-turn golden elixir realm.
In this era, the Sixth Transformation Golden Pill is not a particularly weak monk, not to mention that in his opinion, Yang Huang is just garbage who can show his power by relying on magic weapons.
Although he knew that ordinary people could not use second-level magic weapons and above, he believed that Yang Huang must have special means and used a third-level magic weapon, otherwise he would not have been able to instantly kill the monk with the third-level golden elixir.
"How I die depends on you. But how you die, I have already thought about it. Your limbs and head will be cut off, and then your soul will be scattered and you will die." Yang Huang took a deep breath from the cigarette, and his thoughts had not changed from Chen Ruyue's previous words.
He would come over during the incident, but the strong man in front of him still posed no threat to him.
"Haha. I just like idiots like you who don't know the heights of heaven and earth!" The strong man laughed, and his body moved instantly. The power of the Six-turn Golden Pill was extraordinary. The true energy spread all over his body, making his speed exceed the speed of light.
At the same time, a long sword with a temperature exceeding a thousand degrees appeared in his hand. The long sword was completely red and was constantly flowing like magma.
Waving his long sword, the strong man struck Yang Huang's head with his sword. In his opinion, this meant the end of Yang Huang's life, because he really couldn't think of any way an ordinary person could resist such an attack.
However, accidents always happen beyond imagination.
When the long sword like lava was about to hit Yang Huang's head, a golden thread directly isolated the long sword, and then countless golden threads were produced out of thin air and sprayed towards the strong man from all directions.
What's frightening is that no matter how hard the strong man tries, he can't move his body at all. He can only watch the golden thread penetrate his body.
It even penetrated the heart!
The thin golden threads that seemed to be no threat at all, but after penetrating the body, deprived a lot of vitality. Until those golden threads that penetrated the heart were retracted, the strong man's vitality completely disappeared, and his soul wanted to escape from the physical body in horror.
He escaped from it, but was entangled in gold threads, twisted into pieces, and dissipated in the air.
Yang Huang took back his innate energy, took a puff of cigarette, and looked at the tens of thousands of monks in the audience. His eyes were filled with a cold aura, which was scary.
Only then did people realize that this guy who had always been considered a waste was actually so terrifying.