Not only were those Divine Beasts frightened stiff, but Qin Jian and Qin Bingyue were also staring in utter shock.
Xiao Yun was terrifyingly powerful. Even a glance could heavily wound a Divine Beast at the peak of the Great Saint realm. If he actually made a move, wouldn't that mean an instant kill?
Although the peak of the Great Saint realm was half a realm below the Quasi-Emperor realm, Bifang was still a Divine Beast. It could completely contend with some ordinary Quasi-Emperors.
Yet before Xiao Yun, it had proven so utterly vulnerable.
"Brother Xiao, Fairy Qin, it has been a long time!"
Xiao Yun did not spare those Divine Beasts a second glance. After teaching Bifang a lesson, he turned to Qin Jian and Qin Bingyue with a smile.
He had a rather good impression of the two of them.
At the very least, the Qin Family had not kicked Chaos Holy Land while it was down during its decline.
Moreover, back when he had roamed the Myriad Demon Battlefield under the alias Demon Monk, Qin Bingyue had helped him once.
"Brother Xiao, you truly are alive. When I heard that you had fallen in the Primordial Sacred Land, I never quite believed it. But where have you been all these years?" Qin Jian asked curiously.
"Hehe, I suppose I was trapped in some secret realm these past years!" Xiao Yun casually spun a tale. They were not his own people, so naturally he could not tell them the truth.
Qin Jian did not press further, since it might involve Xiao Yun's secrets.
Qin Bingyue, standing beside him, gazed at Xiao Yun. Her beautiful eyes blinked as the longer she looked, the more familiar he seemed. Unable to hold herself back, she asked, "I have always had a