An Unexpected Lack of Surprise

The abrupt voice sounded exceedingly calm, yet it clearly echoed in the ears of everyone present. An uncontrollable terror rose from the depths of their souls, including the Half-Saint.

The Half-Saint trembled as he lowered the hand he had intended to use to kill Hun Shu. He slightly looked up and respectfully questioned the sky in a trembling voice.

"May I ask, Senior—"

"Get lost."

Before he could finish, the voice coldly uttered that single word. The Half-Saint's heart jolted, and every trace of a Half-Saint's bearing vanished. His face filled with panic as he repeatedly nodded.

"Understood! This junior will get lost right away!"

Without another moment of hesitation, the Half-Saint turned and fled. In the blink of an eye, he had vanished without a trace.

The instant he heard that voice, the Half-Saint personally understood that its owner was someone he could never contend against.

To put it bluntly, in that person's eyes, a Half-Saint like him was probably no different from a Dou Zhe—someone who could be wiped away with a mere breath.

Forget about the Bodhi Pill. It was already a blessing to keep his life!

Several seconds after the Half-Saint disappeared, the remaining people finally regained their senses and fled the area in terror.

Nie Lin clenched his teeth and unwillingly stared at Hun Yan, who was already at the end of the strong bow. Hun Yan had also slightly recovered her senses. Though her eyes were filled with doubt, she did not feel the slightest fear because of that voice.

After seeing through that person's true nature, Hun Yan realized she had nothing to fear from her at all. She even found her former self, who had feared her so deeply, laughable.

She simply did not know what purpose that person had in appearing