A cold-looking man that was as elegant as a God suddenly appeared beside Ye Qingtang. He suddenly stuck a finger out and directly blocked the demonic creature's powerful punch.
When Ye Qingtang took a clear look at that man's face, she was instantly taken aback.
"Han Cangming…"
Why was he here?!
Swoosh!
Without seeing how Han Cangming moved, a sword gleam flashed by and pierced through the demonic creature's body.
The moment the sword gleam flashed by, the demonic creature let out a miserable wail, and its body fell forward, causing a deep dent on the ground.
Afterward, Han Cangming turned around and looked at Ye Qingtang.
It was just eye contact, but Ye Qingtang's body stiffened.
In the next second, however, Ye Qingtang felt a trace of familiarity in Han Cangming's gaze.