"Madman, how dare you cause trouble in our Yellow Heaven Sect and even kill our people!" the enraged cultivator shouted.
"Did you mess up your cultivation and lose your mind? Why would I come here and stir up trouble for no reason? Obviously these guys tried to stop me, and that's why things turned out this way," Yang Han said.
"No matter the reason, killing people is wrong!" the man shouted.
"If someone tries to kill me, am I supposed to just sit there and do nothing?" Yang Han said helplessly.
"Nonsense! Let's see how I take you down today!" The man leapt at Yang Han and started fighting him.
If it were before, Yang Han definitely wouldn't have been a match for him. But now, it was no big deal—he was faster than his opponent, and his attack power could burst out even stronger.
Now that Yang Han had reached the Spirit-God Realm, his speed could explode to incredible levels. As for attack power, with his gauntlets, it was at least a hundred times stronger than before. With that kind of force, even late Spirit-God cultivators didn't scare him anymore.
Sure enough, after just a few exchanges, the madman was terrified by Yang Han's speed and strength, forced to retreat again and again. The crowd was shocked—even the manager here couldn't do anything to Yang Han.
"Quick, report what's happening here to headquarters!" the madman shouted, still tangling with Yang Han.
Those people hurriedly retreated, while the other disciples could only watch in fear, not daring to step forward.
"Early Spirit-God Realm, and you can already wield this kind of power. No wonder you have the guts to stir up trouble at Yellow Immortal Gate. But you still underestimate us. Today, I'll make sure you never leave." The madman snorted coldly.
Suddenly, earthen walls sprang up all around Evan Yang. These walls were clearly different from before, and to Evan's surprise, the opponent's Divine Spirit actually emerged, sustaining and reinforcing the earth prison.
The crowd was stunned—only Spirit-God Realm cultivators possess a Divine Spirit. The manager's earth attribute, combined with his cultivation technique, made the earth prison far stronger than if wielded by someone without earth affinity.
When Evan Yang punched the wall, not even a crack appeared.
"That was a miscalculation." Evan Yang studied the walls on all sides. The outside scene flickered in and out, as if these walls shouldn't exist in this space, but there was simply no way through.
Especially after hearing that the opponent had summoned reinforcements from headquarters, Evan Yang knew he couldn't afford to linger. He had to break free from this earth prison as quickly as possible.
"If brute force can't break it, I'll use elemental counter." Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Evan Yang sat down in the center of the earth prison and closed his eyes, assuming a cultivation posture.
What was he doing? Sitting down and closing his eyes at a time like this? The crowd watched, confused and suspicious.
Just then, Evan Yang's Divine Spirit appeared. Spirit-God Realm? Aside from the manager who'd already revealed his power, no one else knew Evan's true cultivation. Seeing his Divine Spirit now, the crowd was utterly shocked.
Even the madman was curious to see what form Evan Yang's Divine Spirit would take.