Gu Yuan frowned deeply as he gazed at the smiling Hun Tiandi before him. Beneath his sleeves, his fists loosened and clenched, then clenched and loosened again. Judging by the aura Hun Changqing now emitted, he was almost on par with Gu Yuan when Gu Yuan was not using his trump cards.
Although Gu Xun'er had achieved remarkable victories over the years, she still had a considerable way to go before reaching this level. Anxiety gripped Gu Yuan, and he wanted to intervene.
But Hun Tiandi stood before him like an enormous chasm barring his path. If he forced his way into the fight, he would only drive the situation toward an even worse outcome. Gu Yuan had no choice but to abandon the idea.
In the past, merely seeing Hun Changqing had filled Gu Yuan with disgust. He had feared that one more glance would make him lose control of his killing intent and strike him dead, so naturally, he had had little contact with him.
Now, however, he could only hope that Hun Changqing was not as sinister, vicious, heartless, and faithless as the usual members of the Soul Clan, and that he would not deal Gu Xun'er a killing blow.
Otherwise, Gu Yuan would have to act at any cost, even with Hun Tiandi standing in his way. Given the current situation, though, the price of doing so might be more than the Gu Clan could bear...
At the center of the battlefield, Gu Xun'er stared at the towering wave and felt the aura that sent terror through her heart. She knew she was no match for Hun Changqing, but a trace of defiance still flashed in her eyes.
The next moment, Gu Xun'er mobilized every last strand of supreme yang true qi remaining in her