"Scram!"
With a cold shout, he stepped forward and suddenly slammed into the quasi-Saint's finger, that blurry phantom.
"Impudent!" The blurry phantom of the Sacred Hall Clan quasi-Saint was startled by this sudden turn. It was merely a wisp of Hua Xuan will, yet it dared show such disrespect toward Him. His eyes blazed as He instantly increased His strength.
Boom!
The black-robed Dao shadow collided with the finger shadow in a deafening crash, shaking even the ancient star gate. Everyone before the gate was sent flying in an instant.
"Go!"
Before Li Qingyun's wisp of will scattered, its remaining strength pushed Cheng Tangyin's frozen body into the ancient star gate.
The star gate rippled with vortex-like waves, and Cheng Tangyin's figure vanished.
"Who exactly is this person? A mere wisp of Hua Xuan-level will can actually withstand this old man's finger?"
Above the star gate, the blurry phantom watched the astonishing shockwave explode outward, visibly moved.
By then, Jia San and the others had already flashed over. They glared viciously at the several Ling Clan Hua Xuan cultivators and threatened, "All of you, get back! If you dare ruin the Saint Disciple's business, you won't live to see tomorrow's dawn..."
The several Ling Clan Hua Xuan cultivators hesitated, then silently withdrew.
The Young Master's life was precious, but that monster of a Saint Disciple was even less someone they could provoke. From here on, they could only leave it to the Young Master's own fate!
"Thank you, Saint Jia..."
Jia San and the others hurriedly bowed to the blurry phantom, then quickly entered the star gate as well.
Within the dark, deathly silent Abyss Void, it was Cheng Tangyin's first time entering. She stood at the edge of the safe platform, somewhat lost and helpless.
She had only heard