Although Xu Xiaoshou had immediately covered Gu Qing'er's loose mouth, it was already too late.
The three words "Jiang Buyi," surname and given name alike, had all burst out. Like spilled water, they could never be taken back.
Boom!
A tremendous crash rang through the void. The three of them felt immense pressure descend upon their heads, mixed with the will of a Demi-Saint.
The vaulted sky seemed to turn into an invisible giant eye. Its gaze shot forth from some unknown place, sweeping over the three below and making every hair on their bodies stand on end, their scalps tingle.
"This is... a Demi-Saint?" Gu Qing'er was dumbfounded.
He had never imagined that a casual utterance would invoke a Demi-Saint's honored name!
More importantly, there really was a Demi-Saint in the First Hall of Sin, and that Demi-Saint seemed to be nearby. Guided by his words, he had now cast his gaze over from afar?
"Sorry, sorry, sorry..."
"I really didn't mean to!"
Like a cat with its fur standing on end, Gu Qing'er leaped behind his senior brother and tightly grabbed Gu Qingyi's robe.
A Demi-Saint...
In Gu Qing'er's understanding, they were beings on the same level as their master. Put simply, it came down to one sentence: they could not be provoked, and one absolutely could not take the initiative to provoke them!
Gu Qingyi no longer had time to reprimand his junior brother.
Holding the evil sword Yuelian in one hand, his icy sword intent soared skyward like a sword piercing the heavens, actually tearing apart the Demi-Saint's pressure.
A glint flashed through his eyes, and two tiny dark swords appeared within them. The two swords then drew together, turning into a speck of red light between his brows.
"Red-Character Ghost Talisman?"
Surprise flashed in Xu