Silence, dead silence!
This atmosphere of deathly silence lasted for more than ten breaths until a shower of blood rain fell on these elite youths, finally breaking the silence.
"Ah!"
It was unknown whose mouth the piercing scream came from, but it tore through the clouds filled with immense terror. In the next moment, hundreds of elite youths retreated in horror, maintaining a distance of several dozen zhang from Ye Xuan.
Sss!
The sound of gasping continued to echo; a feeling called panic was rapidly spreading, and everyone's eyes were filled with fear, all focused on Ye Xuan.
"B-brother...is it... him...?"
Yun Xiaoyao bit her lips tightly as she looked at Ye Xuan, her words halting because the bloody scene had shocked her greatly.
In the little girl's heart, Ye Xuan was just an ordinary person, and he was just being overpowered by her sister and others. She even intervened for Ye Xuan's sake to prevent her sister and others from making things difficult for him.
