Accompanied by a roar, Gong Ziyi's grandfather, confronting the Dragon Group's War God, not only had his hair and beard fluttering wildly, but that blade-like killing intent forged from countless battles on yellow sand spread unchecked, brimming with wild anger and terrifying murderous intent, almost instantly making the many elites hidden in the darkness feel chills all over, with their hairs standing on end, muscles tightened in fear, holding their breath with hearts in their throats!
"Such terrifying aura! It's him, the bloodthirsty demon of the Dragon Group from back then!"
"Earth Immortal!"
"Doomed, this isn't the place where we should be!"
Countless hidden cultivators observing in the dark, upon feeling Gong Ziyi's grandfather's earth-shattering battle intent, only thought about how not to be discovered and how to escape smoothly without infuriating this terrifying elite.
