C1587 He Stomped Him to Death

"Tsk tsk..."

The air was thick with disdain.

"Geniuses from the Immortal Domain, huh? I could take on ten of them."

"No, make that a hundred!"

He sneered with contempt.

"Time to send you on your way!"

With that, his third eye began to glow, and in an instant—

Whoosh!

A pitch-black beam shot toward the forehead of the man in white, aiming to pierce him right there