The Ye Clan members froze, shaken to their cores.
These were people from Central Province.
Their talent was terrifying, their comprehension overwhelmingly powerful.
Yet Ye Qiu had suppressed them so easily?
And he had activated ten Steles at once. How could he be this fearsome?
Even those Core Disciples could never have done that!
Boom—
The pressure surged. The women in white and red trembled and bent beneath it, crying out in pain.
"Ye Qiu, you've got some nerve! These two ladies are Direct Descendants of the Liu Family in Central Province. You—" a Direct Descendant of the Ye Clan roared.
Boom—
Before he could finish, a massive palm print slammed into him and sent him flying.
He spat out several mouthfuls of blood in succession, along with shattered teeth, then crumpled to the ground like a dead dog.
"Ye Qiu, this is the Great Dao Tower! Fighting is forbidden here. You dare—"
Boom—
A fist came down, shattering every tooth in the speaker's mouth. He flew even farther, trailing blood.
"You dare ignore the rules, so I dare defy Heaven!"
As his words fell, more Steles on the eighth floor trembled, sending brilliant rays of light whistling upward.
The eleventh, the twelfth, the thirteenth... Ye Qiu awakened them all, and the pressure grew ever more immense.
The Ye Clan disciples' legs went weak. Then, in an even more wretched state than the two women, they dropped straight to their knees, unable to rise.
The White Skirt Woman struggled to lift her head. Bloodshot eyes fixed furiously on Ye Qiu. "You dare offend Central Province? You dare disregard the Liu Family? You—"
Ye Qiu had been about to turn away, but he stopped and took a step toward her.
Boom—
With that step, the pressure on her abruptly intensified. Her