"How dare you injure a disciple of Alchemy Hall? Today, you cannot leave."
Master Huang said coldly.
Ye Xuan glanced at Master Huang indifferently and said, "What? You plan to make a move as well?"
"Alchemy Hall is a sacred place; how can we allow a green boy like you to run amok here?" Master Huang snorted coldly, and a prison-like aura suddenly burst forth.
This Master Huang was indeed a Prince!
The pressure from the Prince surged out, carrying a power so overwhelming that it made breathing difficult.
Ye Xuan's expression remained calm, and he was not affected.
Boom!
The next moment, Master Huang clenched his fist, and in the void, a giant hand suddenly formed and reached for Ye Xuan!
"Scram." Ye Xuan watched the approaching hand, his expression unchanged, uttering a single word lightly.
In an instant, Ye Xuan's Soul Power erupted. Unseen, Master Huang was instantly hit, screaming as he was sent flying out.
