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Boom!
In that instant, Zhao Zichuan felt as if he were frozen in place, completely unable to move.
Ye Xuan's gaze seemed to pierce through the void, locking eyes with Zhao Zichuan.
Even though they were not in the same place, Zhao Zichuan still felt an overwhelming pressure that made even breathing difficult for him.
Luckily, Ye Xuan merely glanced over casually before continuing to plunder the treasures of the Heavenly Demon Sect as if he couldn't be bothered with him at all.
That allowed Zhao Zichuan to heave a huge sigh of relief. He cut off the void projection immediately and collapsed into his seat, gasping for air.
It was only then that Zhao Zichuan realized his back was drenched in cold sweat!
"Such a terrifying gaze..." Zhao Zichuan trembled inwardly, a feeling of having survived a calamity spontaneously emerging.
