At the moment, the atmosphere was as oppressing as a material chunk of lead, so heavy that it made breathing difficult.
The Old Ancestor of the Shadow Clan, the supreme being within the Shadow Clan, was thoroughly serious now.
His figure was as upright as a pine tree, surrounded by shadow power as profound as an abyss, like a Demon God from the Nine Gates of Hell, emitting a chilling aura.
However, though the Old Ancestor of the Shadow Clan was serious, Lin Dong remained composed, his gaze indifferent as if the fearsome Old Ancestor before him was hardly worth mentioning.
Ying Yi, off to the side, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, his eyes wide open, shouting loudly:
"Old Ancestor, stop holding back, directly use your strongest power to kill him! This kid is too arrogant. If we don't teach him a lesson, he won't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"
The Old Ancestor of the Shadow Clan glanced at him casually, his gaze cold as frost, as though it could freeze one's soul.
