Everyone stared blankly at Ye Qianqian as though they had seen a ghost.
"Now that Ye Qianqian has killed Teng Tongtian's avatar, how could Teng Tongtian possibly let this go?"
"But that's hard to say. Teng Tongtian is immensely powerful, yet the Ye Family is no soft persimmon either. They have quite a few experts among them."
"Another massive clash—haha, now this is getting interesting!"
Many people discussed the matter heatedly.
Ye Qianqian merely calmly put away the Snow Yao Sword. Its power had far exceeded everyone's expectations. Everyone could see that although Ye Qianqian was stronger than Teng Tongtian's Primordial Spirit Avatar, her ability to kill it so cleanly and decisively still relied on the Snow Yao Sword's power.
"Sister Qian Qian, you're amazing!" The little girl Ye Zhilan was the first to dart out, shouting excitedly.
When the Sea Clan experts saw that even Teng Tongtian, their greatest pillar of support, had been cleaved to death with a single sword strike, they were so terrified that their livers and gallbladders nearly burst. They hurriedly fled in a scrambling, rolling mess. Ye Qianqian had no intention of killing them all. These people were merely minor lackeys; with Teng Yang dead and Teng Tongtian's Primordial Spirit slain, they no longer mattered. They were nothing more than insignificant branches and leaves.
The experts watching from the sidelines also dispersed one after another, not daring to linger. Ye Qianqian looked incomparably cold; if she happened to be in a bad mood and slaughtered them all, they would have nowhere to cry. Even if Ye Qianqian did not act, Ye Xiwen alone was enough to leave them dead without a burial ground.
They had all witnessed Ye Xiwen's overwhelming strength just now. Teng Yang had been no match for him at all.
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