"What?"
Almost as soon as Qin Hao finished speaking, Yan Xing sensed something was wrong. He had just tried to mobilize the remaining few hundred meters of the Blood Cloud Mist Sea when overwhelming Destructive Sword Intent descended, suppressing it.
"It's over..."
At the sight, how could Yan Xing fail to understand? He could no longer withstand Qin Hao's Destructive Sword Intent. His eyes filled with profound despair and anguish.
"Qin Hao!!!"
Elsewhere, Yan Linhan saw that Qin Hao remained unmoved by his threats and continued attacking Yan Xing. Fury surged through him, especially now that Yan Xing's Blood Cloud Mist Sea stood on the brink of collapse.
"Qin Hao, the Yan Family was in the wrong here. Stop at once! I'm willing to offer ten drops of Golden Spring Water as compensation and apologize to you!"
Yan Linhan spoke through gritted teeth, his voice deep and powerful.
"Ten drops of Golden Spring Water?"
Qin Hao was surprised. Yan Linhan really was willing to spend lavishly for Yan Xing.
"Brother Linhan!"
Yan Xing was moved. Ten drops of Golden Spring Water were already a considerable amount.
Moreover, Yan Linhan had offered compensation and an apology, something almost inconceivable under other circumstances. He was a Core Disciple of the Yan Family, and now he even had one foot across the threshold of half-step eternal.
How formidable was Yan Linhan's strength? How immense was his pride?
Yet now, for Yan Xing's sake, he had uttered such words.
Qin Hao, you deserve to die. Even ten thousand deaths wouldn't atone for your crimes!
After saying those words, Yan Linhan's anger did not diminish in the slightest. Instead, his fury surged even higher. Just you wait. Once this is over, I'll kill you myself.
How could Yan Linhan possibly hand over ten drops of