As Ye Tian struck.
Whether Wu Lican, Huang Yongling, Ji Qinghe, the Ancient and Modern Little Princess, or Gu Sen, everyone present…
In an instant, all their minds went blank!
They couldn't believe it.
Ye Tian had been ignored all along, after all, his aura was only at the late-stage Spiritual Martial Realm.
Frankly speaking, he was considered trash.
Pitifully weak.
But his strength…
My God!
Strong!
Really strong!
The aura of Ye Tian's sword alone was enough to tell everyone his true strength!
Not to mention, when everyone present was paralyzed by the bloodline aura of the little ferret, Ye Tian could still withstand it and strike easily.
This is simply defying the heavens!
Pairs of dazed eyes stared at Ye Tian, their eyes twitching.
"Crack!"
The sword light sliced through the handprint from the middle-aged man, which was as grand as the Ancient Divine Mountain.
Actually, it neatly cut that handprint into pieces.
Of course, that sword light itself also dissipated.
