"That was a Mental Power Attack! He ambushed us!"
Zhao Qian came to his senses, shocked and furious. Without thinking, he pinned the blame on Su Ye.
Whether it had really been an ambush didn't matter. Su Ye was in the wrong either way.
Zhao Qian immediately shouted,
"Everyone, attack together! His Mental Power has its limits, no matter how strong it is! My Family gave me the Soul Suppressing Bell. It counters Mental Power!"
As he spoke, a small, exquisite ancient bell appeared above his head, giving off a hazy blue glow.
The bell rang softly, sending out ripples that shielded him and several people beside him.
"Right! Attack together! Cripple him!"
The others seized on his words like a lifeline. They channeled their Star Power, and the light of powerful combat techniques flared as they prepared to surround Su Ye.
A brat from the lower realm had dared to insult them and even injured Wang Teng.
But more importantly...
Su Ye's display had shaken them. What if the First Heavenly King truly took an interest in someone with Talent like his?
No. They had to knock him down a peg—and make that country bumpkin from the lower realm lose face before the First Heavenly King!
Attack!
Su Ye looked at the Soul Suppressing Bell and nodded.
"Oh, you have a defensive artifact."
Then, under everyone's horrified gaze, Su Ye pressed two fingers together like a blade and lightly swept them across the empty air before him.
There was no earth-shaking display, only a thin flash of Dark Blade Aura that seemed capable of cutting through space and soul alike.
The aura ignored the blue ripples from the Soul Suppressing Bell and passed straight through them like a hot knife through butter.
Clang!
A crisp crack rang out.
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