It was clear that Duan Qianji had been grievously wounded by the Peacock King's strike.
Though he had escaped, he had paid a terrible price.
The cloud of blood mist from the explosion contained a great deal of his Origin Essence Blood.
Silence descended upon the world. A few Cultivators had been passing in the distance, but after witnessing the scene, they all changed course and flew toward other regions.
Faced with the Peacock King's power and Ye Tianling's ruthlessness, the many Cultivators passing through chose to steer clear.
"Young friend Ye Tianling, do not worry. They won't dare to strike again."
The Peacock King retracted his killing intent, his tone gentle.
Ye Tianling sensed his sincere concern, and a warmth spread through his heart. His voice was filled with gratitude. "Peacock King, thank you for everything."
