"You..."
A stunned silence fell over the crowd.
Everyone knew Nie Yun had hidden his strength, but they had never imagined in their wildest dreams that he would be this powerful.
Not to mention the others—even Little Spirit's jaw nearly dropped in shock.
Although he was Nie Yun's Artifact Spirit, the latter possessed the First Talent, and fate could not be divined. Even he had no idea just how strong this young master of his truly was.
Before becoming the master of the Heavenly Profound Hall, he could not even defeat an ordinary late-stage Heaven-Slaying Realm expert. That was an indisputable fact. Yet only a few days had passed, and with one slap, he had sent an expert who comprehended six hundred Great Daos flying. This...
Turning to look at Nie Tong again, he finally understood why Nie Tong had not been worried. This master of his cultivated at such an absurdly heaven-defying speed!
Not only that, even his younger brother, Nie Tong, was terrifyingly powerful!
Having just broken through to the early Heaven-Slaying Realm, he was unafraid even of experts who comprehended five hundred Great Daos...
Were these two brothers even human?
"The grand formation has been activated! What are you all standing around for? Kill him for me..."
Pulling his head out of the ground, Diao Xiong howled wildly. His eyes turned bloodshot as he roared at the top of his lungs.
As the Qingyang Sect's chief disciple, his talent and ability were beyond compare. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
This was simply the utmost disgrace!
"Kill me? Sorry, but that means you'll have to die first!"
Nie Yun took a step forward and lightly pointed with his finger.
Whoosh!
A cold gleam shot from his fingertip, so fast that it could not be seen with