Qin Yu's face was flushed red as he turned and spoke with difficulty to the onlookers.
Although they had seen so many people killed, many bold souls still lingered to watch. They did not believe that Zhou Xian, a young man, would dare kill everyone on the street.
"Young man, don't worry. Even if he has reached Innate Great Accomplishment, what do we have to fear? If the Three Saints of Guishui join forces, defeating him will not be difficult," said the cold-looking old man. Two other old men stood beside him.
Qin Yu was nearly driven mad.
Innate Great Accomplishment?
Sword Qi?
Was that Sword Qi? It had effortlessly shattered even the power Qin Yu had drawn from the Solar True Core. If not for Qin Yu's exceptionally tough body, he would never have been able to withstand it.
Forget Innate Great Accomplishment—even a cultivator who had reached the Mahayana Stage would likely die before such an expert!
"Big Brother, don't be afraid. There are so many of us; we'll definitely drive the bad guy away." The little boy eating candied hawthorn had not left yet. His mother was also glaring fiercely at Zhou Xian from nearby.
"Leave, quickly!"
Qin Yu felt that his body was about to give out. In truth, even with a body comparable to that of a Great Accomplishment-stage expert, he could not possibly endure for so long. The real reason was—his recovery ability.
For some unknown reason, Qin Yu's body now recovered more than a hundred times faster than before. Even the energy within his Solar True Core was rapidly replenishing.
It was precisely that recovery ability that had allowed him to hold on for so long.
At last, the attacking power contained within the green ripples was completely exhausted. With a bang, the