Su Tianqi's gaze turned towards Ye Xiao, his eyes brimming with icy coldness.
"Kneel and repent now, and I will grant you a swift end, so you can have a complete soul on the Netherworld Road."
The fierce wind howled all around, and Su Tianqi, standing on the deck, seemed like a War God, the intangible gale lifting him up like a palm, rising into the sky.
"This... this is the power of a Dao Seed..."
The cultivators surrounding them stared in disbelief, unable to believe what they were seeing in Su Tianqi.
This man truly deserved the title of the Qilin Son of the Su Family, without a doubt!
In the blink of an eye, that Gang Wind could pulverize any cultivator it touched into dust, and if Su Tianqi could control this power at will...
The sheer strength of his combat power was enough to make one's scalp tingle just thinking about it!
Yet...
