Tang Hao's expression turned cold. He took a step forward and brandished his qi aura. As he continued to step forward, the qi aura rushed forth like a raging wave and continued to grow stronger.
A violent gust of wind swirled around him, filling the sky with sand and pebbles.
His clothes fluttered in the wind, and his expression was ice-cold. It was an awe-inspiring sight.
That person's body froze on the spot.
His eyes widened, and his old face became distorted with extreme shock and fear.
Then, his body started trembling.
"You, you, you..." He was tongue-tied, unable to speak a complete sentence.
Looking at the figure with the shocking aura walking toward him, he was about to faint.
That young kid was actually a Perfected Person!
'Oh my god!
'How can this be?
'Am I losing my mind, or as the world lost its mind?
