A catastrophe passed, and people were abuzz with discussion, but the powerful figures from Luo Feng Mountain came here only to stop in their tracks.
Did he fail the tribulation?
No one knew; that place was filled with the terrifying Power of Destruction, along with the strangeness from countless catastrophes, and the imprint left by the Young Emperor.
Even with the Spiritual Eye opened, it was impossible to see clearly.
Everything was blurry and vague.
Only speculation remained...
"Kill!" The voice of a Soldier King, hoarse and raspy, broke the cold silence as he opened his eyes.
He was extremely ugly, with a towering build, muscles protruding like small mountains from his back, and he held a battle axe tightly in both hands.
A hideous appearance.
Yet, the turbulent energy emanating from within him was incredibly powerful.
Whoosh!
As soon as the words left his mouth, he swung into action, hefting his battle axe with both hands and slashing fiercely forward.
