The towering Dharma Body lowered its gaze and glanced at Han Xiu, uttering a single word.
"Good!"
Before the word had even faded, the towering golden Dharma Body dissolved into a shower of golden starlight.
Yet the people before the Han Family gates still had not recovered from their shock.
Elder Shen Yun could not help swallowing hard as he subconsciously asked, "Wh... what kind of technique was that just now?!"
Han Xiu sneered.
"What technique? Naturally, a technique you can't afford to provoke."
"Elder Shen Yun, let me make this very clear: the Wind Lightning Pavilion... is finished!"
Shen Yun's expression changed upon hearing this.
Though the facts lay before him and the aura Han Xiu emanated was real, he still clung to a sliver of unrealistic hope.
What if the Dou Venerable aura that had suddenly surged from Han Xiu was merely a disguise?
After all, how could there possibly be a secret technique in this world that could instantly raise someone from a three- or four-star Dou Sect to a Dou Venerable?
The members of the Hong Family beside him, meanwhile, wore expressions of terror.
The confident and domineering look on Han Xiu's face left them no choice but to believe that everything which had just happened was real.
Hong Chen was especially terrified, secretly regretting how he had failed to control himself and gone to harass those three women.
This time, he had kicked an iron plate!
The Han Family members, on the other hand, were the complete opposite of the terrified Hong Family members.
Recalling the dreadful pressure emitted by that towering Dharma Body, the Han Family members' faces held nothing but shock, reverence, and wild joy.
They had known Qi Lin was powerful, but they had never expected him to be this terrifying.
They