What could be more humiliating than being a man who believes he holds supreme authority, a man proud like a god, only to be defiled by a fellow man, a mere nameless soldier?
The anger brought by such humiliation is unimaginable, something that no one can accept.
Boundless fury instantly shattered Shakyamuni's sanity, turning his face from red to yellow. The surging fire in his throat shot up to his brain, his eyes seemed ready to bleed.
"Transform!! Blood!!!"
Shakyamuni was so furious that his features shifted, even his hair roots flushed red.
Suddenly, he raised his fists high, his knuckles radiating dazzling light. Terrifying power erupted furiously from his Dantian, spreading like turbulent waves.
Rumble!——
The sound of exploding boulders roared as the entire Mystic Ice Bed beneath him shattered into powder.
