Nanmen Yu felt the breath of death at this moment and could no longer afford to conceal his strength, bursting forth with all his might in a desperate bid to carve out a path to survival.
Yan Cheng's footsteps paused just for the blink of an eye, before he continued walking forward undeterred, clearly overestimating his own power without any suspense.
"Hiss—" A sound like a distant smile, or perhaps the whistling of an embroidery needle slicing through the air at high speed, reached Yan Cheng's ears, followed by a Loyal Warrior of Wen Family collapsing to the ground, just to Yan Cheng's left.
In the instant Yan Cheng exploded into action, dozens of Loyal Warriors of Wen Family had already realized the imminent danger. The whoosh of blades being drawn rang out as they faced the direction from which the hidden weapon had come.
