Xuan Chi subtly increased the distance between them, appearing composed but with his heart actually roiling like a tumultuous sea, shaken to the core, even the phantom image of the Fire Ancestor behind him quivered slightly.
Yang Ji gave a faint smile, in no rush to make his move, merely watching him from a close distance, exerting an intangible pressure, a terrifying oppression rooted deep in his mind. The more it persisted, the heavier Xuan Chi's heart became, for this had exceeded his expectations.
"What's going on? Xuan Chi is panicked inside? Yang Ji merely evaded one of his moves, why is he so startled?" Li Yinxue's delicate brows furrowed, for she, with her Lunar Ice Body, perhaps sensed Xuan Chi's current state of mind and was taken aback.
The onlooker like her didn't know the danger just now, in that one move, Xuan Chi had actually used a great deal of his foundation, but Yang Ji had easily dissolved it, how could he not be frightened.
