A Saber Stirs the Storm Clouds, Xuanling Shaken (Monthly Pass Requested)

"Chen Ping'an, what did you mean by this!?"

Shi Panyue's voice boomed. His massive body, like a stone gate or boulder, trembled thunderously as his Qi Blood surged and roiled like waves sweeping forth.

"If Shi wishes to leave, are you planning to stop me?"

Chen Ping'an said nothing. His dark-gold robe billowed freely with his steady steps like raging waves. The hem of his robe snapped like war drums, radiating boundless killing intent. The saber at his waist gave off a low, hoarse sound as it scraped against its sheath, like a tiger's roar and dragon's chant.

More and more of the blade emerged, its cold gleam growing brighter.

In everyone's eyes, Chen Ping'an seemed to have become a different person. His previous gentle smile had vanished completely. His expression was cold and indifferent, his eyes as deep as an abyss—like bottomless pits that tugged at everyone's gaze, making them afraid to meet his eyes and causing their hearts to tremble without end.

"Shi Panyue, you were the one who challenged him before, and now you're the one saying you want to leave. What?" Shen Huiqing's voice carried a chill, and mockery curled at her lips as she stared at him coldly. "Are you afraid?"

"Afraid?"

Shi Panyue laughed, laughing with reckless abandon.

Rumble!

The bones and sinews throughout his entire body rang in unison. His Qi Blood surged and churned, while his mighty physique, like a giant boulder, stretched out completely as though it had opened up an entire domain.

"Among Xuanling's Great Grandmasters, there is no one Shi has ever feared!"

Shi Panyue's muscles knotted across his body, every inch brimming with terrifying strength. A streak of black flowing light covered his entire body, its dark radiance thick and oily black.

"Only..." As the black radiance flowed,