"Insolence!"
Who was Ye Canglan?
Within the Night Clan, he was an expert just one step away from entering the Night Lord level. Across the entire Northern Cang Realm, he was an existence capable of making many Grandmasters quake at the mere mention of his name.
Now that Chen Qing had looked down on him, the viciousness and killing intent in his chest instantly burst through the top of his head!
The black Killing Intent around him shook violently, sweeping in every direction like tides of ink!
Boom!
As the Killing Intent churned, it actually condensed behind him into a Netherworld Giant Beast dozens of feet tall. The beast had three heads and six arms, its entire body covered in pitch-black scales. Ghostly green flames burned in its vertical pupils, and when it opened its jaws, a howl of frigid wind capable of freezing a soul solid rushed toward Chen Qing's head!
Night Clan Killing Intent was inherently strange and domineering, utterly different from ordinary martial True Essence. It was born of gloom, eroding bone and burning souls. So long as an ordinary Grandmaster was tainted by even a wisp of it, their True Essence would immediately rot away, and even their Sea of Consciousness would be corroded by the yin Killing Intent.
Ye Canglan struck in fury now, holding nothing back. Wherever the Killing Intent beast passed, the bluestone ground was instantly corroded into densely packed pits. Even the surrounding air froze into fine shards of ice that crackled as they shattered.
Chen Qing stood in the air, his green robe snapping wildly in the raging baleful wind. Before the giant beast dozens of feet tall, he seemed as tiny as an ant.
His arm suddenly shook, and the Jingzhe Spear in his hand let out a dragon's cry