Ji Dong could feel that it wasn't a change in temperature, but a pure spiritual pressure that was released, a grim and cold aura that added a layer of white to this world that previously shone with a dark red glow. The white was entirely formed by a chilling killing intent. Just how intense must the intent to kill be for it to manifest in such a tangible form!
On that ancient face, there was a pair of azure-colored eyes. Within his eyes, there was not even a hint of life's undulations, only coldness and grimness. He was looking at Flame, as if he was observing a lamb ready to be slaughtered.
"Here stands Sophronyx, the God of War enforcing laws under the seat of Shura God in the divine realm. Sinful one, won't you surrender and accompany me back to the God's World Audit Committee for judgment?"
