Silence fell.
As soon as An Jing spoke, no one responded. Even the onlookers didn't dare to breathe heavily and quietly stopped recording—a Foundation Establishment using a magic treasure to counterattack a Purple Mansion True Man, lying on the ground like a dead dog, unable to move, was indeed a rare sight. But if it were truly exposed, they feared they couldn't bear the wrath of the Yuan Family.
However, in reality, the Yuan Family themselves, along with the ancestors behind them, were too stunned to speak at this moment, too caught up to be worried about losing face.
[Who… is it?!]
From afar, a grand will, the ancestral elder of the Yuan Family was immensely shocked, resonating his Divine Sense in the Great Void: [Which fellow Daoist acted? Giving such little respect to my Yuan Family?!]
Although angry, there was more astonishment.
