No response…
They stood frozen, stunned into silence, the grisly memory of their fellow clan brother's head being severed played out in their minds like a nightmare they couldn't escape.
The image replayed in their minds over and over.
Nobody could've expected this…
"You son of a bitch! Die!!" the plump young man roared, his voice trembling with rage.
His hands moved swiftly in a flurry of practiced gestures, summoning Qi, that crackled and pulsed around him.
Above the plump young man's head, a glowing, intricate circle began to form, symbols and runes spinning in place as his power gathered.
"Hmm~?" Feng Shen merely watched, an amused, almost mocking look in his golden eyes.
He caught a glimpse of the technique. His eyes narrowed, and for a split second, he knew what he was dealing with.
"Ah~ I see… This is a surprise."
