"Fang Xingjian." Seeing the person who had just appeared, Prince Zuoxian revealed a hint of a cold smile.
A cinerous-colored martial will burst out from his body and turned into streams of invisible waves that swept out toward the entire Imperial Capital.
"Fang Xingjian, you already lost to us back in Buluo City. Harmed by the Myriad Poison and Souls and the Starscopion Arrow, you're unable to unleash even 50% of your powers. Are you trying to resist to the bitter end?"
Simultaneously, the gathered martial wills of the 14 Divine level experts stopped in midair. Although the majestic power came to a stop, it kept on becoming stronger, spinning and accumulating. It was just like a huge tempest or a whirlpool, brewing a terrifying force.
