"Daemon, do you intend to force your way in?"
A simple sentence, Xin Hui's body radiated golden light containing the somewhat indistinct shadow of an arhat behind him.
Once Qing Yu responded, Xin Hui would strike with an Arhat Fist, regardless of whether the reply was "yes" or "no".
If the answer was yes, it would be provoking and would require a lesson. If it was no, disturbing the peace of the Buddhist sanctuary would also necessitate a lesson.
Qing Yu did not even need to use the Heavenly Son's Qi Observation Skill to gauge Xin Hui's mental state; his stern face alone disclosed an unchangeable resolution to act.
'He really is quite domineering.'
Thinking this, Qing Yu suddenly made his move, drawing Earth Essence Qi into his body, his power spiked sevenfold. Pure Yin and Fierce Yang Gang Qi violently collided and ground against each other in his palms, generating an intent of destruction.
Yin Yang Grinding.
