In the sky above Profound Sword Peak, Xiahou Shi's face had turned ashen, his eyes glaring wide with utter disbelief.
He could hardly believe that Duanmu Ying had actually been defeated by Ye Chen in such a manner.
After all, Duanmu Ying's strength was not inferior to his, and she even possessed a half-step magical artifact that should have significantly enhanced her combat abilities.
Yet, in front of Ye Chen, she had not even a shred of power to fight back, and even her dantian was crippled.
If he had been the one fighting Ye Chen just now, he feared the outcome would have been the same.
At that moment, every hair on his body stood on end, and he was gripped by a chilling dread, with an impulse to flee from this place.
"He actually comprehended the True Intent. How is this possible?" Soul Palace Master Chen Fei stood paralyzed, staring at Ye Chen as if seeing a monster.
Ye Chen was merely sixteen or seventeen years old today and still unable to awaken his bloodline.
