A roar escaped from his throat as he raised his head toward the gloomy sky of the night. His hair was thrown in disarray as his blood essence fiber turned agitated in a split second. Every tissue of muscles existing in his body thinned as every parcel of his strength was released in one go.
"I rarely use this move." A deep voice, nearly audible, escaped from his lips as he glanced at the humanoid entity in front of him. "Do you best in staying alive in front of it", he finished as his pride as a cultivator formed through his many years of practice was apparent in his tone.
He lunged forward, breaking through the pressure released by the entity in an effortless manner. He jumped deeply ahead as he kicked toward the ground under his leg. The field under his leg blew out in a proportionate way to the speed his body attained.
