"Chen Che?!"
Han Zaiyin's expression changed drastically, his heart filled with utter shock and rage.
He was shocked by the sheer vastness of the other man's Divine Sense.
He was enraged that he dared to come here alone.
But beyond the shock and rage, the unease in his heart finally settled.
'This boy's Divine Soul is so powerful. He must have consumed some sort of Celestial and Earthly Treasure for it to have grown to this extent. But no matter how strong a Qi Refining Cultivator is, in my eyes, he's just a junior. There's no need for me to fear him in the slightest.'
"You dare trespass into the Han Family's forbidden grounds... Han Xiyue, you're back?! Help me kill this whelp!"
Amidst his shock and anger, a look of pleasant surprise suddenly appeared on Han Zaiyin's face as he shouted at the space behind Chen Che.
In that same instant, he flicked his hand, and several crimson pills shot out with a whistle.
"Hmph!"
