C194 The Evil Was Fearful, but Fearless!.
"Hu!"
A collective gasp swept through the crowd as the black-robed youth's gaze spasmed with horror.
"You little wretch, I'll tear you to pieces today!"
The elder in black, well into his fifties, bellowed in rage. Powerless to intervene, he watched as three cultivators at the Pulse Spirit Stage were obliterated in mere moments. His heart seethed with fury, his murderous aura billowing