Swish!
A black stream of light flew out from the black hole, bursting into the chaotic world. The black light stayed in front of Lin Mo, and standing in the sky was the Ninth Prince. However, the Ninth Prince had somewhat disheveled hair and his clothes were quite torn, appearing rather embarrassed.
"Lin Mo, you have successfully angered me."
The Ninth Prince licked his lips, his gaze becoming increasingly cold, akin to a sharp sword staring at Lin Mo.
"Is that so? I would like to know what kind of combat power the Ninth Prince, who is angered by me, possesses."
Lin Mo's gaze was fearless, even carrying some anger, as he tightly stared at his opponent.
The Ninth Prince didn't speak, but several trails of black mist, like swimming small snakes, coiled around him. Slowly raising both palms, black light spheres formed in his palms, which gradually came together, making a sizzling sound.
