Elder Ye's gaze seemed glued in place, locked tightly onto Du Bufan. Cold sweat poured down his forehead like a sudden rainstorm. Bead after bead of sweat raced down his deeply furrowed cheeks, each drop striking the ground and kicking up a small puff of dust, mirroring the drum-like beating of his heart in that instant. Fear had completely filled his inner world, plunging him as if into an endless dark abyss surrounded by boundless cold and despair. "If he is an expert above the Profound Penetration Realm, I am nothing more than an ant in front of him! I must have lost my mind to have arrogantly tried to teach him a lesson just now; this is undoubtedly digging my own grave and seeking my own destruction. I only hope he is magnanimous, will not stoop to the level of a fool like me, and will spare me any trouble—otherwise, my old life is going to end right here today!" Elder Ye prayed frantically in the depths of his heart, his body trembling uncontrollably like a dying candle in a gale, as if the slightest breath of wind could knock over his frail frame.
"Hm? What are you trying to do?" Du Bufan's gaze was like lightning, its sharpness piercing straight toward Elder Ye like a materialized blade. This look carried a form of pressure reminiscent of some ancient, primordial era—invisible yet immensely heavy—making Elder Ye feel as though he were being watched by a primordial giant beast awakened from chaos. A chill shot straight from the soles of his feet to the crown of his he…
Chapter 46