C589 Hate

Beneath Zhao Xiaoqi and his companions, the people and objects entwined in battle were like duckweed in the wind and green sand in the waves.

The Devil Lord's presence had become overwhelmingly vast, with layers of his aura piling upon each other ceaselessly, like a vast ocean wave surging from beneath his feet.

The oppressive aura of the Ascension Stage was truly unveiled at that moment