After clearing out the rabble, Hun Changqing did not rein in his aura. Instead, he unleashed it in full. His towering presence surged like a tsunami or a catastrophic flood, bearing down like a mighty bell and pinning all of Xuandu City beneath it. Apart from a scant few people, everyone in the city was forced to prostrate themselves under that irresistible, boundless pressure, unable to move.
The three Dou Zun auras that had slowly risen in anger at Hun Changqing's soul probing collided briefly with his energy aura, then promptly recoiled like mice encountering a cat. They scrambled to withdraw their presence, not daring to provoke him again.
Watching those three auras, which had intended to intimidate him, now flee and vanish like startled birds, Hun Changqing's eyes flashed with disdain. Still, he made no move to pursue them. Killing the three would have been easy, but Medusa had only just broken through to Dou Zun, and her cultivation might not yet be stable. He might as well leave these three low-stage Dou Zun for her to familiarize herself with her new strength.
Medusa was a Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python, an ancient, extraordinary species whose strength could not be measured by cultivation alone. These three low-stage Dou Zun, with most of their vitality already drained and one foot in the coffin, were the perfect whetstones for her. Without posing any threat, they could help her master the power that had skyrocketed after her breakthrough as quickly as possible. Leaving them alive truly made the most of his resources.
With that thought, Hun Changqing ignored the three concealed auras. He slowly turned and glanced at the familiar design of the Netherworld Hall's main hall. After confirming that nothing was amiss with the restrictions laid around it, he grabbed Zi Yan