Seeing that no one crossed the line, Yang Ming stopped attacking. He sat down cross-legged, his eyes half-closed as though meditating!
"What terrifying power. It is no less formidable than Mogan's was back then. Mogan was the same—sitting here alone and facing everyone by himself. Whoever dared cross the line died!"
At this sight, several elders of the Six Paths Divine Sect could not help growing slightly excited.
Such a scene was exceedingly rare. They might never see anything like it again in their entire lives.
"Damn it, this kid is incredibly strong, and he can repel every attack. Whether it is taijutsu or ninjutsu, and genjutsu cannot reach him from this distance. There is simply no way for us to attack him!"
"Where did this kid come from? Some time ago, a black-clad youth named Yuexia Ming appeared in Central State City and split more than half of the Deva Path Chamber of Commerce apart with a single sword strike. Now another black-clad youth has appeared, taking all of us on alone. Could he be Yuexia Ming? Are they the same person?"
"No, they definitely cannot be the same person. Yuexia Ming was far stronger than Yang Ming is now. If he possessed the strength to split half the Deva Path Chamber of Commerce apart with one sword strike, we would be utterly helpless against him! Compared to Yuexia Ming, he is still far inferior!"
"That's right. If he were Yuexia Ming, we would probably have died long ago. How could we still be alive?"
The group watched Yang Ming from afar, discussing possible ways to deal with him.
Yet faced with such an attack, there was simply no solution. Even if they wanted to deal with him, they had no way to do so!
"Wait, I have made