Wang Yan stepped past Qin Tian, Mountain Cannon, and the others, striding into the grand hall of Heaven and Earth.
As Wang Yan moved forward, a cold aura emanated from his body.
At first, not many people could perceive the aura around Wang Yan, but the hundred-plus mercenaries beside Fatty Pig all felt a chill run through their bodies, and their eyes took on a serious look.
Just moments ago, Wang Yan stood calmly behind Qin Tian. Although the hundred mercenaries saw him, they paid him no mind, because in every aspect Wang Yan appeared to be nothing more than a frail student.
However, as Wang Yan walked forward, they immediately sensed the aura around him, or rather, they felt the killing intent emanating from him.
This type of killing intent is something only those who have survived the hail of bullets and gunfire could detect, as it is possessed only by those who have truly killed, whose hands are stained with blood.
