Yihe Gate
At the Main Peak Summit.
The air was extraordinarily heavy.
Boom——
Thunder roared, echoing overhead.
Chen Sheng's breathing grew more and more hurried.
The rise and fall of his chest also became increasingly pronounced.
Killer intent surged like a tsunami, rolling over in his mind.
The ground beneath him occasionally let out a crackling sound.
Spider-web-like cracks, with Chen Sheng at the center, spread gradually outwards.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Why not kill?!"
"Aren't you supposed to feel anger?"
"Anger at the weakness of others, anger at the heavy responsibilities you have to bear?"
"Why does it have to be me, facing all this?"
"Heavenly People, humans, all these so-called divine statues, are all bullshit!"
"Can't cut it off, it's still messy."
"Better to exterminate them all clean!!"
Anger kept on rampaging.
Yet Chen Sheng didn't hear a word the other party said.
