But the appearance of the man in red in front of him was in no way inferior to Nangong Yu.
The aura that seemed to emanate from him unintentionally was even more terrifying and frightening than that of Nangong Yu.
The man in red walked out of the Nalan Mansion, his leisurely eyes slowly falling on Feng Yunjing and Master Zheng.
At this moment, Feng Yunjing and Hall Master Zheng both stiffened their bodies, with beads of sweat appearing on their foreheads one after another.
The man in red smiled slightly, stretched out his slender jade-like fingers, and gently drew a word on his lips.
That smile was truly more dazzling than blooming flowers, but in the eyes of Feng Yunjing and Hall Master Zheng, it was as if they had seen a ghost from hell, causing their knees to tremble and go weak.
Finally, he could no longer withstand the pressure and fell to his knees with a thud.
Silence! Silence!
Feng Yunjing's eyes were filled with fear. All the humiliation, inferiority and unwillingness in his heart were thrown out of the window. Only the submission and fear that came from the bottom of his heart that he dared not resist was left.
Just a few hours ago, they watched coldly as Suzaku died due to the silencing spell. Now, they were also placed under the same silencing spell.
Life and death were completely controlled by others, but he did not have the slightest thought of resistance in his heart.
After the man in red drew a word, he no longer looked at them. He flicked his sleeves lightly, drawing a red arc in the air.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Yunjing felt a flash of dazzling white light before his eyes, and he subconsciously closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he was horrified to find that the entire Nalan Mansion in front of him had... disappeared!
That’s right, it didn’t collapse into ruins, nor was it blown into ashes, but it completely disappeared.
The man in red had already risen into the air and lightly jumped onto a snow-white jade-like spaceship.
The spaceship was only slightly larger than the flying sword, but it was crystal clear and exuded a chilling chill.
Feng Yunjing was standing far away from the spaceship, but he could still feel the biting cold, which was even colder than the ten thousand year old black ice.
The man in red stood on the white jade spaceship. His slender figure seemed to emit a bright glow, but he felt no sense of the biting cold at all.
Feng Yunjing opened his mouth and his body trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
But in the blink of an eye, the white jade spaceship disappeared in the air and was no longer seen.
The coldness and pressure around him suddenly disappeared. Feng Yunjing exhaled sharply, and the sweat on his face dripped like rain.
Hall Master Zheng sat down on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "Young Master, that man in red... who is he? How could he have such a terrifying cultivation level? He just razed the Nalan Mansion to the ground with just that move. What kind of cultivation level does this require..."
Before Hall Master Zheng could finish his words, his eyes suddenly widened and his eyeballs almost popped out.
He put his hand on his throat in horror, and a crackling sound came from his mouth. His expression was extremely painful, and full of despair and fear.
However, he struggled for only a few breaths before a loud "bang" came from his throat, and then his entire head flew out and rolled on the ground.
Feng Yunjing was also stunned by the scene before him. He stared blankly at the head of Zheng Tangzhu that was still bleeding, and the pair of eyes that seemed to be rolling out of his head. He couldn't help but shiver. (To be continued)