"Are you out of your mind? I barely glanced at you; was there a need to back me into a corner?!"
In the midst of the blazing fire, a fierce roar echoed, followed by a silhouette charging from the flames, tearing apart the void. Holding a long halberd, it cut the overflowing molten iron and stumbled to a safer spot.
The man wore a white robe, had a slender figure, and his face was filled with spirit, appearing handsome and beautiful as a jade. However, at this moment, he was incredibly dishevelled. If it wasn't for the rare war armor he was wearing, he would have been incinerated by the overflowing fire, and would have staged a naked run in front of a host of heavenly pride.
The man was none other than the only remaining descendant of the Immortal Palace.
"Your bullying is too much. I just didn't want to waste energy, it's not that I really fear you. If you continue to oppress me, I will not be merciful, I will suppress you here, and today will be your day of blood's demise!!!"
