In others' eyes, the fat man seemed about to kill Ye Fan because his aura and exhibited cultivation level appeared stronger.
However, the fat man himself felt a tremendous crisis, and he thought to himself with dread, "Why is my Spiritual Energy out of control? Could it be I've gone mad?"
The three beams of the magic sword, like ice meeting a fierce fire, instantly melted, causing the Spiritual Energy within the fat man's body to flood uncontrollably. The fat man couldn't retract his thrust sword and thought the only solution was to let go of the magic sword to stop the leakage of his Spiritual Energy, but the sword seemed glued to his hand and wouldn't release.
"Go to hell! Ah~"
The fat man's eyes turned blood red, and his scream was as piercing as a pig's being slaughtered. The leaked Spiritual Energy amplified his voice, nearly shattering the eardrums of the onlookers.
