"Ye Qingchen, you have guts to be so reckless before us!"
Before Ci Yuan could respond, Yue Flame had already shouted angrily.
He took a step forward and flipped his hand.
Boom!
True Qi surged, and a giant hand made entirely of flames formed in mid-air and thunderously struck down. The flames on the giant hand blazed fiercely, crackling the surrounding air, and even a mere touch would reduce anything to ashes.
"Hmph!"
Ye Qingchen snorted coldly, directly gripping his right hand, bringing forth a dazzling sword light, which slashed down in the air.
A sound like silk tearing was heard.
The flame giant hand was bisected in mid-air as if sliced through by a knife. Without the support of True Qi, the giant hand turned into countless sparks, fading quietly into the void.
However.
Ye Qingchen didn't even glance at Yue Flame, his eyes remained fixed on Ci Yuan:
"Are you Ci Yuan?"
