The old man's originally cloudy eyes instantly became sharp as a knife, coldly staring at Qin Yi.
"Do you know the price you'll pay for saying that sentence?"
Qin Yi shrugged: "I really don't know, please enlighten me."
The old man's voice was like thunder, laden with terrifying killing intent: "You will die miserably."
"Not necessarily!" Qin Yi smiled slightly and said seriously, "I cherish my life, and I'm about to become a father, so I can't die."
The old man was silent for a moment, then suddenly lifted a palm and covered it down. The terrifying handprint instantly twisted the surrounding air, and cracks appeared on the ground.
Qin Yi's expression changed slightly, his figure retreated rapidly, and at the same time, a barrier formed by Purple Light swept in front of him.
Boom!
The handprint directly blasted a huge pit into the ground, with soil flying and cracks spreading, as a terrifying air wave spread in all directions.
