Everyone's gaze shifted in unison toward one direction.
A youth was seen walking from a distance, looking at the crowd with a calm and relaxed demeanor, seemingly unaware of the danger here.
Yan Zhenling, Liu Yan, and others all furrowed their brows.
The youth looked completely ordinary, with no trace of Cultivation on him at all.
Did he not know it was dangerous here, yet still dared to show his face?
That's right, Xu Ping'an had at that moment concealed all his aura.
In the eyes of outsiders, he was just an utterly ordinary mortal youth.
"A mortal? A mortal dares to court death, have you grown tired of living?"
The young man in white glared at Xu Ping'an, his eyes brimming with intense killing intent.
"You should leave; this is not something you can handle," Zhou Mengyue said, urging him quickly.
Xu Ping'an glanced at Zhou Mengyue lying on the ground with both arms broken, his brows furrowing slightly.
