Song Yuan's face first turned deathly pale, then flushed crimson in an instant.
He spat out a mouthful of dark blood, and all four of his limbs went weak as he dropped to his knees.
Song Yuan was not the only one affected.
The dozen or so Martial Spring Realm cultivators standing nearby were all struck by the domineering demonic aura erupting from Wei Yang's body, coughing up blood one after another.
Even the Song Family's Spirit 통 Realm cultivator was not faring well.
His face turned deathly pale, the true qi within him nearly spiraling out of control. He stared at Wei Yang in utter disbelief. "You worthless little bastard, destined never to leave the Qi Condensation Realm—how could you have suddenly broken through to the Martial Spring Realm? So you relied on demonic arts. You're courting death!"
As he spoke, the Song Family's Spirit 통 Realm cultivator forcibly circulated his stagnant true qi and struck a palm toward Wei Yang.
His true qi had almost solidified into tangible form. This palm was enough to kill any cultivator below the Spirit 통 Realm.
Yet Wei Yang merely glanced once more in the direction of that Song Family Spirit 통 Realm cultivator.
The palm-shaped true qi instantly collapsed, and the Song Family Spirit 통 Realm cultivator's face turned deathly pale as well.
"...Die."
A savage voice flashed through Wei Yang's mind.
Then, in the blink of an eye, the Song Family Spirit 통 Realm cultivator's eyes lost their light, turning hollow and vacant.
His entire body then fell straight forward onto the training ground.
Including Song Yuan, the dozen or so Martial Spring Realm disciples of the Song Family had their meridians shattered and their Martial Springs broken by that domineering demonic aura. Within only a few breaths, every one