If it weren't for the interference from the Yin Wraith, despite knowing that Qi Fortune was left by the Heavenly Dao, they insisted on giving it to this kid, how could it have led to today's situation?
Han Yu was single-handedly suppressing the three halls; they had only felt this kind of shame when the old Taoist was once exceptionally talented.
Unexpectedly, thousands of years later, a young brat could press them down in a fight and even have the upper hand.
"This guy is just relying on that rule, without it..."
Jiang Xinyuan spoke unwillingly, Han Yu's two giant mountains directly slammed down, making him overwhelmed.
However, he was the least qualified to say this, while those who were qualified wore terrifyingly grim expressions.
Wuxian, confident in his strength to surpass Han Yu, was helpless as Han Yu possessed rules and moved very swiftly, thus managing to entangle him.
He could still maneuver, but Shang Wanfeng and Jiang Xinyuan were in a sorry state.
