This cry, imbued with powerful True Qi fluctuations, echoed through the air.
In an instant, the entire Hu City Martial Pavilion was shattered into pieces—ornaments, lamps, glass, all broken.
Many Martial Pavilion disciples with weaker cultivations spat blood and fainted directly from the shock.
Even the higher-ups like Lin Yinfly and Jia Guang were thrown off balance, their blood and Qi disrupted.
Currently, in the hearts of these higher-ups, Zhou Yu was akin to a god.
They would not allow anyone to show disrespect towards Zhou Yu.
Thus, Lin Yinfly and the others immediately rushed out, filled with killing intent.
However, Zhou Yu was a step faster, appearing before them.
Upon seeing Zhou Yu, the crowd respectfully said:
"Minister."
Zhou Yu nodded and then spoke.
"These intruders are formidable. Step back; I'll handle this."
Saying that, he turned to face the incoming figures.
A large group of people came in arrogantly.
It was a group of about ten people.
