KILL!
Xiao Ming's roar reverberated across the heavens, infused with such overwhelming killing intent that the sky itself seemed to shudder.
Dark clouds spiraled ominously, twisting like the hands of vengeful spirits, casting a pall over the earth as if heralding the apocalypse.
An aura of boundless malice radiated from Xiao Ming, chilling enough to freeze the blood of even the bravest warriors.
Xiong Yan and Yu Jingtian, both mighty Primordial Mortal Generals, stood their ground, but their bodies tensed involuntarily, every hair standing on end.
Xiao Ming hadn't even moved, yet the oppressive weight of his killing intent pressed down on them, suffocating and cold, far beyond what they had experienced in their previous skirmishes.
Their hearts trembled with disbelief as they realized that this seemingly ordinary Xiantian Realm youth had concealed his true power all along.
