The combined might of eight Sealed Martial Realm experts was a world-destroying force that razed the Ten Thousand Poison Sect to the ground.
Other than the nine of them, not a single living creature remained.
But at this moment, an incredibly sinister voice echoed from the void. "Today, you destroyed my sect. I vow to make your deaths a hundred, a thousand times more painful than theirs."
The voice was like an Evil Demon's curse, chilling them to the bone.
"Wan Wushen, you brought all of this upon yourself!"
Xia Yunpeng shouted into the void, simultaneously thrusting out a hand. His massive palm enveloped dozens of miles of empty space.
He had perceived Wan Wushen's approximate location.
The preceding wave of power had been terrifying beyond measure. Wan Wushen had managed to escape, but not without injury. Xia Yunpeng's Spiritual Sense could detect the stench of blood on him.
