The cold light of the stars revealed itself completely, as star formations blotted out the light of the heavens and the earth, leaving only the stars to illuminate all directions. The heavy and ancient sound of a horn echoed in the starry sky, emanating a thick killing intent that made one's heart tremble with fear.
Even just watching from a distance, Pang Hong and the others could still feel that sharp killing intent, as if it were penetrating the painting and landing on them, chilling them to the bone and impossible to dispel.
"Heh."
Pei Xuanjing chuckled lightly, observing the reactions of several people, but he had no intention of helping them dispel the killing intent.
Indeed, for Pei Xuanjing, helping them dispel this would be effortless, but if they could resist it with their own strength, it would undoubtedly be a great gain.
