BOOM! The Dharma Aspect exploded!
The purple-robed youth gulped, his eyes wide with horror. Beads of cold sweat, large as soybeans, broke out on his forehead. He could practically feel a phantom chill on his throat, and his heart seized with terror.
"Ha... Brother Qin, your strength is truly something else. I wholeheartedly admit defeat," the purple-robed youth said, forcing a smile.
"You flatter me."
Qin Ya put away his long spear and spoke with a faint smile.
"I'll take my leave now."
With that, the purple-robed youth quickly scrambled toward the edge of the crowd.
Suddenly, his vision blurred. A figure had appeared before him—Qin Ya, who was watching him with a smirk.
"Heh, you're a funny one. My Points?"
Qin Ya said, the corner of his mouth twitching upwards as he held up the Cyan Cloud Enforcement Order.
