Wen Qingye's eyes turned cold as a soaring aura shot into the heavens. At this moment, he was like a razor-sharp Treasure Sword.
"So strong!"
The crowd watched as the formless aura trembled, scattering several surrounding Qi Auras. One by one, they couldn't suppress their gasps of astonishment.
"Tell me, did you or did you not poison a man named Guann Xuan in Shangyou Country!" Wen Qingye walked toward Yu step by step, slowly raising the sword in his hand and pointing it directly at him.
Yu raised his hand, wiped the blood from his face, and said with an amused chuckle, "You're the first person who's ever dared to point a sword at me."
"HAHAHA! When I pointed my sword at the Northern Immortal Court back in the day, not even they dared to say such a thing!" Wen Qingye roared with laughter as his sword suddenly flashed with a golden arc of light.
