Above the Great White Mountain Range, killing intent filled the sky!
That murderous intent seemed almost tangible, thickening the air like liquid.
The bloodlust radiating from the Asura Cavalry surged like a tidal sea of blood!
So now, the skies above the mountains had transformed into a vast crimson vault!
"To kill you, this should be enough, wouldn't you say?"
Hearing Huang Tianming's menacing words,
Netherworld King's expression remained unchanged, as if entirely unsurprised.
Their feud was written in blood; death was inevitable.
Now that his own power was rising, Huang Tianming was clearly desperate to erase him.
He just hadn't expected an attack here, of all places.
Was he truly unafraid of the Hidden Dao Academy's influence?
Netherworld King shook his head slightly, "Looks like you've let your rage cloud all reason."
At these words, Huang Tianming sneered, fury spiking, "And what of it? As long as I slaughter you, what's a little cost to the Sunset Dynasty?"
