515 - The Round face and the Cripple

    This sensation was extremely terrifying.

    Ye Qingyu could only suddenly feel that his body had been frozen like an ancient block of ice. A coldness seeped into his bones, and his body would not listen to his commands. He was in a state where he could not move despite wanting to move.

    The other Greater One Sect disciples, as well as Yu Xiaoxing, had even more unpleasant expressions. It was as if they were scared witless by fear.

    Ye Qingyu let out an enraged cry. The muscles in his body exploded with power, and he suddenly forced himself to turn around to the right.

    At some unknown time, there was abruptly a person standing next to a short tree on the right.

    This person was a strange young man wearing a pure black robe with golden patterns on it.

    The terrifying pressure and deathly aura, namely emanated from this young man.

    "Achoo…"

    The young man sneezed, then casually waved his hand.

    The other people became able to move.

    Ye Qingyu's pupils dilated.

    This young man's body was slightly short, and even somewhat chubby. His face was rough, and could not be counted as particularly handsome. But there was a strange ridicule on his face as if he was someone high above regarding the people below. 

    He stood silently on a branch the width...