"Fang Yuan, let's talk this out! Please."
The word 'please' sounded jagged in Xiao Bai's throat, as if torn out against her pride.
Yet the battlefield below remained in stunned silence, not because of her plea, but because Fang Yuan had immobilized everyone present.
Golden Core cultivators and below twitched against the pressure, little more than startled prey. But those at the Nascent Soul realm stood frozen in true disbelief.
Ian, the crown prince's guard, stared upward with an unsettling calm.
He could not fathom it.
How has this man climbed so high? A single ripple of his will, and I cannot even lift a finger…
In the shadow of such power, he felt like an insect.
His gaze shifted to Xiao Bai, who floated in the sky opposite Fang Yuan, holding her ground against him.
Monsters… both of them are monsters.
Among those suppressed, Fang Tian was also pinned in place.
