Gu Xun'er was utterly expressionless, her face cold beyond measure. A bone-deep chill radiated from her, making anyone who felt it shudder. Cruelty and savagery filled her beautiful eyes, and the fury within her was on the verge of spilling over.
Gu Xun'er stood in the air with her hands behind her back, looking supremely imposing. Her icy gaze swept across the courtyard below, like a sovereign emperor surveying her possessions.
Her gaze first lingered on Hun Changqing, uncertainty flickering in her eyes. Then she looked past him toward Hai Bodong beside him, a trace of puzzlement appearing on her face. Why were there only two of them? Where was that woman?
Hun Changqing felt the terrifying pressure emanating from the old man beside Gu Xun'er, as immense as a towering mountain, and his expression turned exceedingly grim. This man's strength exceeded anything he had imagined. He was a supreme Dou Zun who had already begun compressing his Dou Qi!
A chill crept up Hun Changqing's spine, and panic stirred in his heart. Had Gu Xun'er really stopped caring about Xiao Yan? Had she brought an expert from her clan here to kill him outright?
Hun Changqing could not make sense of it. Still, the fact that she had brought only a Dou Zun who was compressing his Dou Qi, rather than a Half-Saint or even a Dou Sheng, could already be considered a blessing amid misfortune. As long as his opponent was not a Saint-level expert, Hun Changqing was confident he could escape.
Besides, there was a Nine Revolutions Dou Zun soul body in the secret chamber beneath his pavilion. Although Yao Chen, relying on Soul Power alone, could not defeat this Three Revolutions Dou Zun with his powerful Gu Clan Dou Techniques, keeping him occupied would not be