In truth,
Zhang Qingyuan felt that this move only looked incredibly flashy, with little practical use. Its technical sophistication was nowhere near that of the Cloud Water Sect Master's law-following words he had witnessed years ago.
But in this particular scene,
to everyone present, he was no different from those monstrous great powers.
To ants,
an elephant two or three meters tall was no different from a mountain hundreds or thousands of meters high.
Both were monsters capable of blotting out the sky and casting down dark shadows.
And the eruption of Zhang Qingyuan's "aura" in that instant utterly shattered every last shred of resistance in the Scar-faced Big Man and his companions!
Even as Zhang Qingyuan approached, those who had fallen into the water like drowned rats seemed to have lost their souls, offering no resistance whatsoever.
Even if they had resisted,
Zhang Qingyuan could probably have suppressed them with a flip of his hand.
But simpler was always better.
So Zhang Qingyuan granted them a swift end, making a move to send them cleanly and efficiently from this world.
There was nothing more to say about that.
This group had come aggressively, harboring no good intentions from beginning to end. If his strength had been lacking and he had fallen into their hands, his fate would certainly not have been any better.
Zhang Qingyuan did not believe that, after learning he was merely an unrelated passerby, they would have spared him.
Since they had come with murder in their hearts,
then after failing, they should not blame him for killing them.
However,
as their leader, the Scar-faced Big Man clearly received special treatment.
Puzzled by this inexplicable conflict and driven by curiosity, Zhang Qingyuan casually performed a Soul Search on the man.
To his surprise, he obtained a