Yet that casual glance made Gu Yao bristle in an instant.
He snapped his eyes open. His black-and-white hair stirred without a breeze, and killing intent surged from him like a tide, sweeping toward Xiao Ze as if to freeze the very space around them.
In his eyes, he was one of the top fighters among the Ancient Clan's younger generation, while Xiao Ze was merely an outsider who had entered the core area thanks to Xun'er. What gave him the right to look at Gu Yao with such disdain?
But when that killing intent rushed to within three feet of Xiao Ze, it struck an invisible wall of bronze and instantly scattered without a trace.
Gu Yao's pupils contracted. A chill swept through his entire body.
He could clearly feel that Xiao Ze hadn't even released his Dou Qi. Just his presence alone had crushed Gu Yao's full force of killing intent!
This gap couldn't be described as a simple difference in strength. It was the difference between heaven and earth, the distance between an ant and a dragon!
He tried to gather his strength again, only to find his Dou Qi trembling faintly. He could barely muster the strength to raise a hand.
"Damn it, how is he so strong?"
Gu Yao clenched his fist. He knew Xiao Ze was a Dou Sheng Expert, but had no idea how many stars he had.
He'd assumed Xiao Ze was only a One-Star Dou Sheng, while he himself was an Eight-Star Peak Dou Zun, not far from becoming a Dou Sheng. But now, the gap between them left him quaking in fear.
"The Heavenly Tomb will open the day after tomorrow, after the ceremony. According to clan rules, only those with the strength of a Dou Zun or above may