Some of the already dilapidated tombstones were shattered into dust, turning into clouds of dust.

Faced with Wang Zhi's relentless pressure, Qin Yang's patience was finally exhausted.

He was really fed up.

These self-important fellows are like flies, buzzing around him endlessly!

Do you really think he's made of clay, someone who can be molded at will?

Qin Yang slowly raised his head, his eyes devoid of any warmth.

All that remained was endless coldness and murderous intent.

“I told you, there are no secrets here.”

His voice was low and hoarse, each word sounding as if it had been pulled from an ice cellar, carrying a chilling coldness.

"Since you refuse to leave..."

Qin Yang paused, his gaze sharp as a knife, fixed intently on Wang Zhi.

"Then die!"

As soon as the word "death" was uttered, a sharp killing intent suddenly erupted from Qin Yang's body.

This murderous aura was so solid it seemed to be a tangible weapon, like an invisible sword aimed directly at Wang Zhi's brow.

Wang Zhi felt a chill run through his body, and a strong sense of crisis instantly enveloped him.

He could even feel his skin pricking and aching from the murderous aura.

"Arrogant!"

Wang Zhi laughed in anger, his laughter filled with disdain and mockery.

"You?"

"A mere brat dares to speak so arrogantly in front of me?"

"Does he really think that just because he has some ability, he can act with impunity?"

"Today, I'll show you what it means to be outmatched and have a limitless potential!"

Wang Zhi laughed wildly and uncontrollably.

In his view, Qin Yang's threat was nothing more than a death throes.

How dare a mere youth who has just stepped into the half-step Saint Realm try to kill him?

This is absolutely ridiculous!