The entire Three Pristine Platform—no, the entire Main Peak—was assailed by a howling gale. All the surrounding disciples felt their bodies tremble and sway, as if they could be swept away at any moment.
"This is a Spirit Grade Technique, the Great Cyan Spin Hand!" The Elder from Cloud Conceal Peak shot to his feet, staring in astonishment at Elder Huu in the sky.
The Elder from Purple Bamboo Peak nodded, remarking with some surprise, "To think Elder Huu would use a Spirit Grade Technique against a mere disciple."
Mo Qing stammered, "A Spirit Grade Technique… isn't that as good as sentencing Wen Qingye to death?"
Wen Qingye also felt the boundless might of Elder Huu's technique and the violent gale, a sense of mortal danger rising in his heart.
'This old bastard actually wants to kill me? Why?' Wen Qingye narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them.
