In midair, two figures faced off, an aura of slaughter surging from them.
Marquis Feng looked at the purple-clad woman before him, his mind trembling involuntarily. He could not see his own reflection in her gaze.
Although it seemed somewhat absurd, he still felt that she had never taken him seriously from beginning to end, never cared about him in the slightest.
The arrogance and tyranny he had displayed earlier were like the antics of a prancing clown in her eyes. No, she had not even given him a thought, treating him as a passing gust of wind.
"How could someone like this exist?"
Traces of fear arose in Marquis Feng's heart. He had never met a young person like Yun Ying, who seemed to regard all living beings as drifting clouds.
Even in battle, he could not sense any fluctuation in her emotions at all. She was as still as a pool of stagnant water.
At that moment, Yun Ying moved. She walked slowly toward Marquis Feng, her figure swaying gracefully, heaven and earth resonating with her footsteps.
"Stop! This battle ends here!"
Marquis Feng was afraid. He hurriedly shouted, unwilling to remain entangled with Yun Ying. He feared he would die.
"On what grounds?"
Yun Ying paid him no heed and continued walking toward him. Ripples began to spread through her glass-colored eyes, strands of Order Divine Chains interweaving as a terrifying aura emanated from them.
Marquis Feng sensed danger immediately. He realized at once that Yun Ying intended to kill him.
"You had better think this through. I come from the Feng Family. Do you want to make an enemy of the Feng Family?"
Marquis Feng's entire body tensed. That horrifying killing intent imprisoned him where he stood like a tide, chilling him through, as though all