"So this is what it means… Misfortune turns into fortune literally," Yu Xuan muttered aloud, his tone calm, almost sage-like, as though he had just unlocked a profound truth of the Dao.
Zhou stared at him, blinking. "Has he gone crazy?"
"He definitely has," the muscular guy grunted.
"I'm really itching to loot him, boss," the other disciple added eagerly.
Zhou waved a hand. "Then beat him already."
The two disciples rushed forward, flanking Yu Xuan. Just as they closed in, Yu Xuan slowly turned to face them, his expression unreadable.
He locked eyes with the muscular one first.
Without a word, he activated his skill [Immortal's Gaze].
For a brief instant, his irises turned golden, radiant with a divine glow. The light faded almost instantly, but the effect had already taken hold.
The muscular disciple skidded to a halt.
His entire body froze mid-sprint.
