The streets lay in ruins, glittering motes of residual energy mingling with Contract Spirit fragments that had yet to fully dissipate. The air was thick with the scorched stench of overloaded spiritual power.
Xia Yuan surveyed his "masterpiece" with satisfaction, his lips curved in that signature smile of kingly delight.
In three minutes, more than a hundred Contract Spirits had been reduced to ashes!
"The trash was cleaned up fairly well."
He gave a soft snort and slipped his hands back into his pockets, looking lazy and arrogant, as though he had merely brushed away a few specks of dust.
Mo Shiyu and Xiao Hei exchanged a glance, each seeing shock and a trace of helplessness in the other's eyes.
They were shocked by Xia Yuan's unreasonable power, and helpless over how excessively "enthusiastic" his way of adapting to local customs was.
He had started acting like a god of slaughter the moment he arrived.
This feeling of utterly crushing others, especially while first showing his strength in new territory, made Mo Shiyu feel immensely satisfied as well!
Who could blame her? Kunlun University's seniors had simply been too welcoming!
They had actually dared to provoke Xia Yuan the moment they showed up...
"Let's go. Keep moving."
"The ones ahead were all minor trash. If I'm not mistaken, the big mad dog should be hiding farther back."
Xia Yuan smiled fiercely.
"To think he dared order his lackeys to launch an attack. He truly has some nerve."
"Besides, I need a crushing victory to declare that Kunlun University is my territory!"
Mo Shiyu looked utterly helpless.
Sure enough, this was not something that could be peacefully resolved...
Xia Yuan had never tolerated even the slightest offense.
A day of chaos and battle...
This truly was a stage carefully prepared for