"Hahaha..."
"Just a bunch of ants, yet you dare to be so ungrateful? I alone am enough to wipe you all out!"
"Boom!"
"Rumble..."
"Puff!"
"Puff puff..."
In the sky, King Xilu's hair fluttered, clothes billowing in the wind, his body roaring incessantly, and his face horrifyingly distorted, eyes bursting with cruel cold light, laughing and shouting wildly.
He had already gone blood-red-eyed, all the Yalin Imperial Clan before him were seen as roadblocks on his path toward the throne, completely disregarding any familial ties, ruthlessly exterminating anyone who dared to stand in his way.
Strike after strike, thunderous roars echoed, and muffled sounds intermittently arrived. Though he fought alone against many, surrounded by dozens of high-ranking members of the Imperial Clan, he still held the absolute upper hand.
