Translator: Aran

  The pliant iron whip arced through the air with a destructive force that had the power to shatter stones.

  The crowd let out exclamations of shock and surprise, and some had already covered their eyes with their hands, afraid of witnessing the bloody scene that would follow next.

  Ye Qingyu's face darkened, but he chose not to counterattack.

  Instead, his figure disappeared mysteriously on the spot.

  This powerful whip let out a piercing crac..