"All of you, come at me together!"
Xiao Yi hooked his finger at the crowd, his eyes blazing with an intense desire for battle and excitement.
The war-hungry gene inside him was now fully activated.
Suppressor of the Heavens, War God,
Subduing the myriad heavens, sealing deities in their place.
He was the existence that fought against gods, immortals, the heavens, the earth, endless battling without loss.
The repeated oppression from the Royal Martial Arts Academy had wholly sparked the war-like instinct within him, causing the God Sealing Seed inside to buzz and hum, and a faint glow ebbed and flowed around his body as if a celestial being had descended to the world. With a wave of his hand, a Tier-3 Yuan weapon landed within his palm.
Whoosh!
The sword's edge sliced through the air, emitting a series of tearing sounds.
The array of formidable experts standing before Xiao Yi exchanged glances—twenty thousand in number, and he was asking them all to attack at once?
