"Ah!" "Ah!"
The members of the Ke Family squeezed their eyes shut, their hearts filled with terror as they let out ear-piercing screams.
WHOOSH!
Just as the Primordial Qi Ball was about to crash into the Ke Family, an ancient-looking longsword intercepted it. The ball of qi halted abruptly, then was batted straight back toward Ou Zeming.
BOOM!
Ou Zeming's brow furrowed sharply. With a slap of his palm, he dispersed the Primordial Qi Ball into nothingness, the force of the impact sending him drifting backward.
Startled, everyone subconsciously turned to look at the sword's owner—a young man in white robes.
Ou Zeming roared, "Who are you? Do you know who I am? Do you have any idea who you're saving?"
Burning with rage, Ou Zeming fired off a series of questions, his tone growing more intense with each one.
Wen Qingye looked at Ou Zeming and gave a faint, cold smile. "You're from the Heaven-Burying Sect, aren't you?"
