"How could this be?"
Upon seeing this, the Alien Clan Saint revealed an expression of disbelief. His Corpse Poison, which had never failed before, was utterly ineffective this time.
"This runt has actually grown this much stronger?"
Mu Yan gritted his teeth with envy and unwillingness. He could feel that Ye Xuan's cultivation had reached the level of a Semi-Saint, just one step away from the Saint Realm. Yet, this power was probably enough to contend with a regular First Grade Martial Saint.
This brat must have gotten lucky and found some fortuitous treasure in the deepest part of this demonic storehouse. Otherwise, it would've been impossible for him to grow to such an extent. Could it be that he acquired that much-rumored Buddhist relic?
This bastard's luck is really damn good.
In mid-air, after his strike missed, the Alien Clan Saint quietly summoned his True Yuan, preparing to stealthily brew a lethal blow. However, he soon realized that his body was unable to move.
