"Looking at me as your target, huh, hehehe."
Tang Ye looked at Ning Tianlang and shook his head. The other did not speak, and in the next second, he just saw a flash of purple light, sweeping across a vast expanse and bringing with it a thick murderous aura that rolled up a sky full of dust and advanced towards him.
"Think that piece of junk iron shell on you can keep you safe and sound?" Tang Ye sneered dismissively, then took a step forward. An immense and lofty aura burst forth, and in that instant, the rapidly moving Ning Tianlang suddenly halted, suspended in midair about fifty meters away from Tang Ye, his eyebrows tightly furrowed as he stared steadfastly at him.
"Do you feel it?" Tang Ye asked casually.
Ning Tianlang still did not speak, his gaze wavering, uncertain whether to move forward. The moment before when he had charged at Tang Ye, a terrifying aura flashed suddenly across him, and that was when he stopped.
