A layer of mist spreads out, obscuring the turbulent sea surface underneath. Fish and shrimp within the sea, covered by the mist, grows restless, darting about in all directions, with some leaping out of the sea, immediately pierced by wisps of clouds.
"Kneel before me, brat!"
The Cloud Tiger Lord steps through the void, every step landing on a cloud. The swirling mist forms footprints, seeming to propel him forward. He strolls on the clouds, with an unstoppable presence.
Boom!
In an instant, Cloud Tiger Lord appears before Shi Xiaole, a massive hand formed out of mist fiercely bearing down on him.
This was an effortless strike from the Lord, yet everyone watching on cringed. The lethality of this attack was clearly higher than any of the previous ones from Dragon Stick Lord and Zhu Dongqing.
Faced with this attack, Shi Xiaole does not dodge, does not draw his sword or make any movements at all. Everyone thinks he is too scared to react.
