After confirming that the two were safe, Wang Yue casually summoned a magic sword from his spatial storage. With a couple of swings, waves of sword energy forcefully drove the surrounding people back.
What was most astonishing was that, despite how sharp the sword energy should have been, a strike like that ought to have left the onlookers dead or badly injured.
But Wang Yue's sword was different. Though its power seemed immense, not a single person nearby was hurt. They had simply been shoved away by some invisible force.
Once Wang Yue saw that they were at a safe distance, he said coolly, "We don't know each other. I'm entitled to express my opinion. You don't have to agree, but there's no need to insult and curse me. Take this as a warning. If there's a next time, don't blame me for slaughtering you all!"
As he spoke, Wang Yue took Su Su's hand and strolled down the path his sword had cut through the crowd. Before long, they had left the throng behind.
Not long after Wang Yue left the center of the once-bustling street, the people who had been about to discuss his sword strike felt the ground suddenly shake violently, as if an earthquake had struck.
The shaking grew stronger and stronger. Dust billowed from the buildings on both sides of the street, yet, strangely, not one of them collapsed. A bottomless chasm had opened in the middle of the road.
His control over his strength was simply peerless. It was beyond the reach of ordinary people.
When the shaking finally stopped, the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief. They hadn't expected that young man to be so powerful. If they'd known, they wouldn't have dared side with those demon hunters and criticize Wang Yue, even