"He actually blocked it!"
At the sight of this, all seven Core Formation Cultivators, including Sun Changfeng, were startled.
In the earlier battle, Yang Xuanzhou had not directly clashed head-on with this Demon Beast. Thus, in their eyes, this young Qi Gathering Cultivator might possess exceptional skills, but his overall strength was still far from being able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Mid or late-stage Core Formation Cultivators.
Yet now, faced with this sudden, unannounced ambush, Yang Xuanzhou had calmly blocked it without so much as changing expression.
"A spirit treasure—I get it now! It must be the power of a spirit treasure! They say the Yang Clan possesses countless rare treasures. With talent like his, he must be carrying quite a few powerful artifacts!"
Even now, the Mystic Beast Sect cultivator in gray robes still thought unwillingly, "I knew it. How could this brat, with merely Qi Gathering cultivation, have the confidence to enter the depths of this snowfield? He is only relying on his family background and these external treasures to protect himself!"
"If our positions were exchanged, if I had been born into the Yang Clan, I might not have been inferior to him!"
However, this thought had barely crossed his mind before he was viciously slapped in the face by reality.
For behind the tortoiseshell, a long, slender tiger tail emerged from behind Yang Xuanzhou as well.
Compared to the tortoiseshell's earlier speed of formation, this tiger tail manifested somewhat more slowly, allowing everyone present to clearly sense that it had been condensed from his own spiritual power, rather than being the effect of some external spirit treasure.
"Still refusing to behave even after being wounded so badly? Then this Young Master will send you on your way."
Yang Xuanzhou spoke slowly, then activated the