But for Ambrose Harris, this was undoubtedly a kind of humiliation.
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at Ethan Smith, who sat cross-legged below, his fists clenched tight.
"Ethan Smith, I want you dead. I want you dead!!!"
The heart-wrenching voice echoed, shaking the heavens and the earth.
Countless people were made to cough up blood from the profound spiritual power.
Those of weaker abilities were even directly vaporized into a blood mist!
Ambrose's anger had evidently reached its peak.
To everyone's astonishment, under this rage, his spiritual power seemed to become even more profound!
Ambrose was extremely clever, the speed of his hand seals was on par with real mighty realm cultivators.
In just the blink of an eye, Ambrose had already launched dozens of techniques at Ethan Smith in a torrential bombardment!
Luckily, Ambrose was not a man with a bloodlust, focusing all his techniques on Ethan Smith.
