The Cold Was Bone-Chilling; Forced to Retreat!

A thunderous boom rang out.

Continuous explosions erupted, and the place where the two had clashed had already become a forbidden zone!

The noise was so immense and the disturbance so tremendous that the entire White Cloud City could hear it clearly. Everyone knew that after that earth-shaking boom, everything had completely fallen silent.

"Wait a moment. What exactly happened just now? Could a powerful expert have suppressed a large demon beast that launched a sneak attack?"

"That doesn't make sense. Whenever a powerful expert appears, the demon beast will inevitably be destroyed. It wouldn't cause such a huge disturbance. Someone must be undergoing a tribulation."

For a time, everyone discussed it heatedly, making their own guesses and using every method at their disposal to inquire about the news. In the end, they received no information at all, leaving everyone suspicious and uneasy.

This feeling made them extremely uncomfortable. It was like being at the very center of everything yet unable to obtain any news. How could they possibly settle down?

"Whoosh, whoosh."

The bitter wind howled, and the cold pierced to the bone. In an instant, it was as if the temperature of the entire world had suddenly dropped more than ten degrees. Everyone began to shiver, and goosebumps rose all over their bodies.

"What's going on? What exactly happened? Could it really snow in June?"

They began to feel unaccustomed to it and suddenly grew tense. They had no idea what had happened. Along with their anticipation came a trace of worry.

One step, two steps—perhaps it was merely a matter of luck, a matter of probability, and could not be judged comprehensively. But if the result was the same three or four times in a row, that was enough to prove that the other party's strength was terrifying beyond measure and that he was simply toying with him.

A tense expression appeared on his face without the slightest hesitation. He didn't dare move, nor could he move, because he didn't dare risk this opportunity. To him, it was an extremely bad feeling!

"Brat, I told you that you weren't my match, but you refused to listen. Now you know how formidable I am, right? Next, I'll let you experience the fury that comes from hell."

As the Number One Heaven's Chosen of the younger generation in the Central Province and the first person on the Prodigy Ranking, he possessed his own strength, pride, and methods capable of frightening his opponent.

He immediately circulated his cultivation technique. Dealing with this tiny bit of cold was nothing to him, because he understood that this was no simple sparring match—it concerned his reputation.

His eyes remained fixed on the center of the explosion. Then he saw a figure beneath the scorched wreckage, and he could not help staring dumbfounded as panic surfaced in his eyes.

At this moment, his breathing became hurried as well. If he had been the one caught in it, this situation would absolutely not have occurred, and he could not have accomplished such a feat. It was simply beyond imagination and impossible to understand.

The explosion just now had been tremendously powerful. Even people thousands of miles away could sense its might, yet he stood at the very center as if nothing had happened.

This instantly made him tense and flustered. He was no longer as calm or composed as before, because he knew he was about to face a devastating counterattack as violent as a storm.

His chest heaved ceaselessly, showing just how immense his emotional fluctuations were. This was not merely surprise—it was the enormous contrast that had left him utterly incredulous!

"I don't care who you are or what methods you possess. In front of me, you can only lie down obediently. Since you refuse to submit, I'll beat you until you do."

Qin Hao had already grasped the other party's temperament. Without the slightest hesitation, he struck out again with a backhand blow.

Then he saw a dangerous curve appear at the corner of the other party's mouth. Only then did he realize that something was wrong and that he had fallen into a trap.

"You said that just now was merely a slight punishment. I never expected you to come at me for real and actually strike with such deadly force. If my reaction hadn't been fast enough, I would have been killed by you!"

Ye Yang understood perfectly and also knew what the other party was trying to do. He had never expected that what seemed like a simple spar—or perhaps the other party's deliberate provocation—was actually an attempt on his life.

His body seemed to be burning, radiating scorching heat from head to toe. In an instant, he turned golden, and a terrifying force surged through his body. Once released, it would destroy heaven and earth.

This immediately made his expression turn ugly. They had never expected matters to develop into their present state.

"How is it? Isn't it my turn now?"

Ye Yang's words were like a blazing fire amid the cold wind, instantly igniting the atmosphere across the entire battlefield.

"Brat, what do you want? Do you know who I am? You want to kill me? Then let's see whether you have the ability! If you don't, you'll have to bear boundless fury!"

"Enough nonsense. You were allowed to attack me, so can't I attack you? Since that's the case, do you think I'll let you off easily?"

Ye Yang's body shook, and golden light erupted in an instant, as if a small sun had risen in the sky, dazzling and radiant.

"Crack!"

The bones throughout his body gave off crisp cracking sounds. At this moment, he finally reacted and understood that only his fists could make the other party yield and obediently recognize reality.

"Who can casually speak of victory or defeat before the final moment? Do you think I'm afraid of you? Come on."

Ye Yang did not hesitate in the slightest. He knew that what could not be obtained on the battlefield could not be fulfilled at the negotiating table either.

His fists clenched tightly, and his muscles appeared sharply defined beneath the golden radiance. Every muscle contained explosive power.

Qin Hao felt only an immense pressure rushing toward him, as though a great mountain were pressing against his chest, making it difficult even to breathe.

"How is this possible? Could the legend be true? Is he really such a freak—so powerful, so formidable? He's simply beyond imagination. Why is he so tenacious?"

He widened his eyes and stared at Ye Yang's posture, which was like that of a war god descending upon the world. An unprecedented sense of crisis surged through his heart.

"Hell mode begins now. I'll let you experience it properly."

Ye Yang stepped forward, as if crossing through space, and appeared instantly before Qin Hao.

"Take my punch!"

His fist carried a golden storm and smashed toward Qin Hao like a meteor.

"Brat, don't be so arrogant! Do you think I grew up eating my fill without earning it? Do you really think I'm afraid of you? I merely didn't want to cripple you."

"Oh? Then it seems I have to thank you. It seems I'll have to take you seriously as well and bring out my strength for you to see. Since that's the case, stop hesitating and show me your true strength. Let me get acquainted with it."

Qin Hao's vision blurred, and an irresistible force blasted him away. His entire body tumbled through the air as dust billowed everywhere.

"This person cannot be defeated. Leave at once! If you don't leave now, you won't have the chance later."

The cold was bone-chilling, directly giving rise to the thought of retreat in him.