Martial Saint?!
Martial Saint!!!
At this moment, the entire Golden Light Prefecture City seemed to be shrouded in an overwhelming pressure, a heaven and earth fury, descending with tribulation, intent on destroying everything with an ultimate oppressive force!
It was as if a deity emerged from behind the leaden clouds, reflecting an angry visage, spewing thunder, wanting to annihilate that rebellious mortal body that dared defy the heavens!
Atop Golden Light Peak!
The great wind arose!
Countless accumulations of snow melted, and scalding rainwater fell from the sky.
Whoosh, whoosh——!
The torrential rain could not wash away the omnipresent dreadful pressure and aura!
The aura of a Martial Saint!
The ultimate terrifying martial will!
Nan Lihuo's entire body trembled slightly as everyone plunged into the curtain of rain, allowing the heavy rain to wash over them, yet they cared not, eyes wide, looking at the figure gradually rising from within the city!
Unclear!