After Chen Xuan finished speaking, Gong Xiuhua's handsome face instantly paled. The Abusive Demon Blade hummed softly, on the verge of striking. Just then, a figure flashed before them—Xu Yi had already shot forward.
His baleful intent burst outward at full force, and he seemed to have been launched like an arrow. In the blink of an eye, he was upon Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan gave a cold snort and formed a mysterious Buddhist seal with his palm. A bright handprint of Buddha-light condensed in an instant, and the space within a few inches seemed to collapse, strand by strand, beneath the seal. It shot straight toward Xu Yi's chest.
"Adamant Seal!"
"Look out!"
"Stop!"
The scene instantly descended into chaos. Everyone present was an Yin Venerable powerhouse, and they all recognized how dangerous this was. The Adamant Seal had condensed into an energy orb, its power already peerless. Within several yards, even a deity descending from the heavens wouldn't be able to dodge it.
But everyone had come to take part in the imperial examinations. The event hadn't even begun, and already such a disturbance had broken out. If someone died on top of that, the consequences would be unthinkable.
At that moment, Chen Xuan's mind was consumed by madness. He had not the slightest intention of holding back; all he wanted was to use this family secret, the Adamant Seal, to pound the thieving bastard into a lump of meat.
In the blink of an eye, Xu Yi's arrow-like figure continued at full speed. Within a breath, the Adamant Seal was already only a few feet away, and its powerful shockwaves blew wrinkles into his skin.
Just as the Adamant Seal was about to strike Xu Yi squarely in the face, a thin golden curtain suddenly appeared. With