"Elder Shen Yun? It seems your strength amounts to no more than this. You're struggling so hard even against my daughter. Are all the Wind and Thunder Pavilion's elders this sort of trash now?" Since they were already enemies and the Han Family had torn away all pretense of civility with the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, Han Chi had no reason to remain so afraid of it. After all, his Han Family was no longer what it once was.
"Hahaha!"
"I wondered how formidable this old fellow was. Turns out he's this pathetic."
"I'm laughing so hard I'm about to cramp up. I'm starting to wonder whether he's deliberately clowning around to entertain us."
Everyone in the Han Family could not help laughing, and their formerly heavy hearts gradually grew much lighter. No one wanted to face a battle without a glimmer of hope, and now hope was gradually returning to them.
They had thought this would be an unprecedentedly brutal battle. They had never expected that a Dou Zong, despite exhausting every means, would fail to even touch Han Yue's clothes. It shocked them so much that their eyes nearly fell out.
At the same time, they were also astonished by the changes in Han Yue. The fluctuations of her cultivation were clearly not even at Dou Wang, and although her Dou Qi was extremely refined, it could never have allowed her to confront a Dou Zong head-on. Still, they did not dwell on it now. At a time like this, they could only wish Han Yue were even stronger, preferably strong enough to destroy that old bastard Shen Yun single-handedly. Although the Han Family also had a Dou Zong, the gap between that expert and Shen Yun was far too great. If they could not kill Shen Yun,