"Were you trying to kill my son? Are you tired of living?"
A voice full of majesty suddenly echoed between the heavens.
An imposing figure appeared out of nowhere, with hands folded behind him, dressed in a python robe, and his black hair cascading like a waterfall down his back.
Each strand of hair fluttered.
As if swept up by a storm.
A pair of eyes merely swept across, and wherever his gaze landed, even the void burst open.
Ahead, it transformed into a massive vortex, inside which thunder and storm intertwined, seemingly threatening to tear this world apart.
This was a super expert of the Seventh Layer of the Saint King Realm.
However.
He was not Wang Jianfeng's true self.
Merely an avatar of his divine thought!
Even though just an avatar, his combat power could rival a master at the Fifth Layer of the Saint King Realm.
Wang Jianfeng's gaze was like a torch, and his indifferent eyes fell upon Xiao Yi.
