Waves of Genesis Qi violently swept out from Yuan Hong’s body like a storm, stirring the mist on the entire mountain peak as a dreadful pressure spread.

Under this Genesis Qi pressure, Zhou Yuan’s expression gradually turned solemn. From the pressure alone, he could tell that Yuan Hong was nothing like the likes of Wu Hai and the rest from before.

Behind them, Han Yu had already withdrawn long ago, fear covering her entire face. All her courage had already been scattered, not ...