Vicious Means

The atmosphere was mysteriously quiet. Bai Yang used a single mouth to talk two Human King powerhouses into vomiting blood and fleeing—just ask yourself if you were afraid.

When Bai Yang's gaze swept past, everyone subconsciously avoided his sight, terrified of being targeted by him. Even the Ninth Prince of the Great Light Dynasty had a twitching mouth, thinking this mouth was simply too venomous.

Black could be turned to white and a deer pointed out as a horse no better than this. Heaven knew what might pop out of his mouth.

In the back of the crowd, a few people had flickering gazes. Finding themselves caught in the present situation was not what they wanted to see.

They exchanged dark glances, and someone used a little trick. Their expression remained unchanged and their lips never parted, yet a voice echoed across this place.

"Rumor has it that Qing He of the Tian Yin Sect is Bing Qing Yu Jie, but now that seems doubtful. Everyone, do not be deceived by her worldly-inexperienced appearance. Look, she walks so close to that Bai Yang, even acting like a dutiful little wife hanging on his every word. Could it be that beneath this pure appearance, she is not what we see?"

As these words landed, everyone present changed expression. Who dared to utter such words?

This was smearing Qing He. Smearing her alone would be one thing, but Qing He standing here today could largely represent the Tian Yin Sect, and moreover, she had an Earth Emperor Realm master standing behind her. Just who had the guts?

Even Qing He, who had always appeared neither sad nor joyful, frowned upon hearing these words, her gaze flickering as she searched for the speaker.

Yet that voice drifted elusively, utterly impossible to trace to