"Who's there?"
At the sound, Han Chongming and Han Chongxi both jumped, their scalps prickling.
For someone to approach without either of them noticing, despite their cultivation-that was simply terrifying.
Although they had been talking, their awareness had remained spread over a one-li radius, monitoring everyone who passed through.
They would have detected even a mosquito flying through that area.
Yet someone had evaded their senses and approached without being noticed. How terrifying must his cultivation be? Han Chongming was the Han Family's youngest ninth-level Heavenly Origin martial artist.
"The one sending you to your graves!"
Xu Yang shot from his hiding place like a thunderbolt.
As his comprehension improved, his spiritual force had grown increasingly profound. With his aura concealed, even ninth-level Heavenly Origin martial artists could not detect him. At least thirty zhang away, he simply did not exist to the awareness of ordinary ninth-level Heavenly Origin martial artists. Their senses could not find him. Bang, bang...
He skimmed along the ground, shattering rocks and blasting vegetation apart along his path. His aura carved a trench through the earth, and his icy killing intent sent the surrounding temperature plunging.
"Senior, this is a misunderstanding! We're members of the Han Family!" Han Chongming shouted.
He thought a patrolling expert from the Heavenly Strategy Academy had discovered them lurking suspiciously here and mistaken them for members of the Demon Cult, so he hurriedly announced their identities. "It's the Han Family I'm here to kill!" Xu Yang barked.
As he spoke, he had already crossed the dozen-odd zhang between them and appeared before Han Chongming and Han Chongxi, driving out a fist like a great spear. Boom!
Dazzling fist light flared, and fist intent surged in a mighty torrent. Everything within a dozen-odd zhang shattered, and dust surged skyward like a