As soon as he spoke, Yang Ye’s figure shot forward, and he slammed his right fist at Qian Wenlan.

At this moment, the space before Yang Ye’s fist was instantly torn open. However, it didn’t start collapsing towards the surroundings because he’d converged all his energy on his fist without allowing anything to seep out. So, the space in the surroundings wasn’t affected at all.

However, Qian Wenlan’s pupils had constricted.

At this moment, she had an unprecedentedly solemn expression on her face!

Under normal circumstances, she should choose to dodge this punch. But she couldn’t retreat right now. Because there were numerous disciples of the Thousand Crane Sect watching from the surroundings and because she was a Quasi Emperor!

A dignified Quasi Emperor didn’t even dare to go against a Half-Saint’s punch? If news of that were to spread, then she wouldn’t be the only one to lose face, the entire Thousand Crane Sect would lose face as well. Moreover, inner demons would arise within her.

So, she had to go head-on against this punch!

A wisp of ferocity flashed through her eyes as she pressed her palms together. In an...