Xiang Jing slowly clenched his fists, his gaze growing increasingly frigid. He took a sharp step forward. Instantly, a vast and powerful Primordial Qi, like an ocean, swept out and blanketed the area. The astonishing pressure filled the entire Central Hall.
At this moment, he had completely and unreservedly unleashed his full power as a Seventh Heaven of Destruction Realm expert.
He no longer wanted to see this masked man before him, acting so calmly and pretentiously. He would use his absolute strength to crush the masked man under his foot. He wanted Guu Hongxiu, standing nearby, to know that he, Xiang Jing, possessed strength that surpassed all else.
"I will utterly destroy your so-called confidence and composure."
Xiang Jing looked at Wen Qingye, the smile on his lips turning incredibly ferocious.
The vast Primordial Qi roared like rivers and seas. Waves of oppressive energy surged forth, causing Wen Qingye's robes to whip and snap in the wind.
HISS!
