Toby Fenning, the most powerful warrior of the North Nether Sect, a being of the First level of the Martial Emperor Realm.
Even in the Northern Desert, outside territories, no one could catch his full-powered thrust with bare hands.
And now, in this remote little kingdom on the Cloud Skies Continent, a place where warriors of the Peep Naught Realm were rarely seen, someone had caught his full-powered thrust bare-handed.
You must know, this thrust of his contained the power of more than seven thousand ancient Horned Dragons!
Yet, it was still caught by someone.
"You... Are you really Wyatt Barnes?"
Toby Fenning looked at the young man in purple in front of him with long purple hair fluttering and a pair of blood-red eyes devoid of any emotion, and asked with a face full of wariness.
He couldn't believe it no matter what.
