"Tang Yi, where do you think you can run to?"
A pair of large hands tore open a crack in the void, and before Karl could even emerge, his angry voice had already resounded.
"This time, I'm definitely going to kill you personally, and drain your Blood Qi!"
When Karl appeared again, his eyes were filled with rage and desire for battle.
Previously, by feasting on the Blood Qi of two elders from the Blood Clan and a living Bodhisattva, Karl had forcibly elevated his strength to just one step shy of the Martial Dao Myth.
So, even though Karl appeared mighty, his Heart of Martial Arts was still very fragile, like a ten-year-old child suddenly possessing the body of a twenty-year-old adult. Despite the much stronger physical power, both his wisdom and temperament remained childlike.
That was how Karl was. His Heart of Martial Arts didn't match the strength he now wielded, and under the pressure of the Martial Dao Domain, the gap between him and Tang Yi became blatantly obvious.
