"Hmph, then please leave!"
The sacred officer waved his sleeve, as he dared not seek justice from Qin Jun. He only hoped that Qin Jun would not harm the other geniuses.
If all the talents here were killed by Qin Jun, it would be difficult for the Sacred Dynasty to produce another Golden Immortal Realm powerhouse in the next few centuries.
Qin Jun already intended to leave, but upon hearing words imbued with an air of coercion, he suddenly lost the desire to walk away.
"What if I don't leave?"
Qin Jun crossed his arms in front of his chest and sneered, instantly freezing the atmosphere.
The Nine Spirits Yuan Saint and Old Man Yi looked unfavorably at the sacred officer. Watched by their gaze, the officer only felt an immense pressure that seemed to strike directly at his soul, making him feel like a small boat in the midst of a violent storm, tilting and swaying, ready to capsize at any moment.
