The atmospheric boundary between heaven and earth seemed to shatter under the apocalyptic weight of Chen Feng's unbridled fury.
His qi scorched the surrounding air into a suffocating vacuum, boiling the clouds and bending the visual spectrum into violently warping rings of heat distortion.
Every thought of strategic retreat, every memory of his companion sects, and every instinct of rational self-preservation had burned away, leaving behind only the howling, primal beast within his soul.
"Give her back to me!" Chen Feng roared as he rushed towards Haoran.
The sound of his voice was not merely a shout; it was a physical battering ram that fractured the dimensional strata.
He stepped across the sky with terrifying, violent speed, crossing dozens of leagues in the fraction of a single heartbeat.
His right arm was drawn back, muscles coiling like ancient horned dragons beneath skin radiating incandescent crimson radiance.
