This voice carried Inner Strength, suddenly resounding for miles, making everyone's eardrums ache.
Xie Kongming didn't even have time to react before he was slammed to the ground like a cannonball.
"Crack!"
Instantly, a deep pit appeared.
"!!!"
On the Spectator Stage, all the Ancient Martial Artists were shocked, instinctively raising their heads to look toward the source of the voice.
It was a tall, upright figure, also descending from the horizon.
As if stepping on stairs, he descended from the sky step by step.
Stable as usual, as if walking on flat ground.
He wore a black trench coat, the fierce wind blowing open his coat, revealing his exquisite collarbone.
A strong scent of blood arose, the man like a Devil crawling out of Hell.
Carrying deadly bewitchment, yet representing death.
"..."
A dead silence fell over Autumn Leaf Lake.
Everyone stared at this suddenly appearing handsome man, their breaths nearly stopping.
