Anu's eyes pulsed with ravenously seething hatred and desire to kill, reinforced by the memory of thousands upon thousands of years of his dragon lineage's agony-filled suffering. All his feelings were completely valid.
Zhang Ziyi felt the pulsating murderous intent and felt stifled in breath and thought. Anu wasn't outrageously strong in comparison to her, but that desire to kill was palpable beyond the comprehension of realms or strength. Even a mere mortal could cause an Ascended being to skip a beat if they possessed the same degree of killing intent!
