"Clank!" "Clank!" "Clank!"
Lu Tianxing retreated seven steps backward before he could dissolve all of that force with the aid of the Creation Source Technique.
"Third Young Master of Lu Family, can you feel it? This is the real gap between us. Your strength is indeed impressive, but in my eyes, you're utterly insignificant. Daring to act insolently before me, today I'll beat you to death and make sure this freakish genius of the Lu Family vanishes completely."
Black Shadow cast a glance at the surroundings, his voice filled with a harsh coldness, showing no concern for the experts organized by Angel, who were drawn here by the collapsed wall. To him, they were merely middle-stage Mythical, indistinguishable in his eyes, capable of being crushed with a single stomp.
"You all, don't come over here. Keep an eye on that person and ensure he doesn't escape. Leave this one to me."
