At this moment, Qin Yu’s head was lowered. No one discovered that his pupils suddenly brightened. He lifted a hand and grasped forward. A strange aura suddenly descended, causing the souls of everyone present to tremble.

Bai Xinyuan froze in place. He lost control of his mortal body and the rampaging aura within him began to slowly fade away. Qin Yu looked straight at him in the eyes and slowly said, “Not only did you not hesitate to send your son to the yellow springs, but you were even willing to part with a Calamity Immortal avatar just to frame me and harm me. I really am honored by this.”

The atmosphere fell deathly silent. This…this…what was the meaning of this?

Bai Xinyuan furrowed his eyebrows. He lowered his head in contemplation. Then, after a long time he suddenly said, “Your Highness is truly worthy of being the Holy Son. Now, I really am curious just how you managed to accomplish this.”

As his voice spread out, everyone, even the Demon Envoy, felt their hearts chill as their eyes filled with disbelief.

Bai Xinyuan, he…he actually…how was this possible!?

Qin Yu flicked his sleeves and a soul phantom appeared above Bai Xinyuan’s head. However, only...