Whoosh—
One pair of widened eyes after another locked onto Ye Qiu again, their pupils trembling with towering shock.
He had not only suppressed the blade aura and saved the dying Bei Hanyu from within it,
but had even casually pulled out that blade...
And it looked as though he had done it with ease.
This simply shattered everyone's imagination.
The tall man from before and the short Half-Step God King had both been violently blasted back.
The terrifying power triggered by Bei Hanyu had been even more overbearing. Even those few elders with terrifying cultivation had been helpless against it.
What gave him the right?
At this moment, Bei Hanyi's eyes were trembling as well, filled with disbelief as she stared at Ye Qiu.
Only when Ye Qiu appeared before her with the blood-soaked Bei Hanyu did she regain some of her senses.
"Your injuries aren't light. Go back and recuperate properly," Ye Qiu said calmly, his voice gentle.
Bei Hanyi rose and supported Bei Hanyu, then carefully examined him. His injuries were serious, but they had not harmed his life or foundation.
She quietly let out a breath of relief.
This younger brother of hers was the most gifted of the North Cold Family's generation.
Ever since they were young, their parents had attached immense importance to him. Their grandfather had treated him like the apple of his eye.
As a result, although Bei Hanyi was considered decent herself, her status in the family was worlds apart from her younger brother's.
By now, she had even grown used to it, as though her existence was meant to protect her younger brother.
"Xiaoyu, how do you feel?" she asked, heartbroken as she looked at Bei Hanyu's blood-covered face.
"It's all your fault!" Having recovered some strength, Bei Hanyu shoved