His face was like polished jade, and he wore a long beard. In his left hand, he held a book, and in his right, a teaching rod, making him look just like a mortal teacher.
However, his aura was as ethereal as an immortal's, possessing the bearing of a transcendent being.
At this moment.
His face was like frost. He stared up at the sky-high Wang Xiao, his expression devoid of fear, filled only with a thick killing intent.
In just a moment of distraction.
His beloved disciple had been killed right before his eyes, his body and soul utterly annihilated. How could he not be furious?!
"Heh, so your disciple is off-limits?"
"Who do you think you are? I killed him. What are you going to do about it?!"
A voice like Celestial Thunder boomed, rolling down from above.
In that instant.
The frost formed by the surrounding killing intent melted away like ice and snow.
The suffocating pressure that had made it hard to breathe also dissipated completely.
