The surrounding temperature dropped when that cold voice resounded. This voice sounded young, but it was so terrifyingly cold that it could make one’s soul tremble.

“W-Why is it so cold…?” Xiahou Yun shivered with his lips turning pale. He had never sensed such a powerful killing intent before in his life. He lived his entire life in the Xiahou Saint Clan, and his elder brother was Xiahou Yan. So no one dared to provoke him. But this eerie voice made him feel as if the owner of this voice was a demon who climbed out of hell.

“That person is here.” Bai Zhanli became nervous and didn’t dare to let his guard down. He wasn’t the same as Xiahou Yun. He could sense that Lin Yun was a formidable opponent right from the start. 

The sudden appearance of the killing intent made all the surrounding demonic beasts kneel. Even the gazes of the four brothers from the Huang Clan became dark as they looked around.

“Junior Brother Lin!” Lin Yun suddenly appeared before everyone with an azure flash. When Feng Zhang and the rest saw Lin Yun, they didn’t have much joy on their faces. Instead, they had shame on their faces, especially Ye Ziling, who bit her lips. “Junior Brother...