"The Qi-Devouring Realm?"
At those words, Qin Gang's burly frame abruptly stiffened. His slightly furrowed brows shot up, and he whipped his head around, his lightning-sharp gaze locking onto Yang Jing.
A moment earlier, Bai Bing's sudden mention of "honoring the agreement" had puzzled him. His attention had been entirely on the Lingxi Peak Master, his equal in standing, and he had paid little heed to the young disciple behind her.
But now, hearing Bai Bing's words, he felt thunder explode in his mind. His confusion instantly cleared, and he began to understand why Bai Bing had come to "honor the agreement."
Qin Gang's gaze fell on Yang Jing with almost tangible weight as he examined him closely.
As a Peak Master with unfathomable cultivation, he could see through Yang Jing's realm at a glance.
The condensed internal qi surrounding the young man and the steady, weighty fluctuations of his aura unmistakably belonged to the Qi-Devouring Realm. There was no faking that.
Yet the more certain he became, the greater his shock grew. Disbelief flickered in his eyes. "You're Yang Jing? The disciple of Sun Yong from Yuhe County who joined the sect four months ago?"
When Yang Jing had first joined the Profound Truth Sect, Sun Yong had written a recommendation letter, hoping his disciple could cultivate on Mountain-Suppressing Peak.
But once Qin Gang learned of Yang Jing's root bone aptitude, which was utterly unremarkable, even poor, he had deemed him no promising talent and refused to admit him to Mountain-Suppressing Peak.
He had never met Yang Jing in person, either, so he could only match the young man before him to that description.
Under Qin Gang's piercing gaze, Yang Jing felt crushing pressure wash over him.
It was the absolute suppression of a Core Realm expert's strength, like