The icy voice pierced everyone's ears.
Dilio, Panite, and the others, staring at the Flame Dragon in the night sky, were filled with endless fear.
They wanted to retreat immediately, but it felt as if their feet were nailed to the ground, unable to step back at all.
The blood vessels in their brains seemed to be constantly expanding, every inch of their skin shivered, their hands and feet were cold as ice, a persistent buzzing echoed in their ears. Who on earth was this kid? Even the Peak Innate Powerhouses of the Huaxia Martial Arts World probably couldn't possess such abilities!
Dilio's entire heart trembled, his forehead now drenched with cold sweat. He finally began to feel regret—he had provoked such a powerhouse of the Martial Arts World, it was like digging a pit for himself to jump into! His mind frantically searched for the right words to explain.
