Boom! Boom! Boom!
The immense aura of slaughter and the pressure of a divine beast erupted from Mo Yu's body like smoke signals.
The river water in the area was tainted by it and rapidly turned crimson. That aura of slaughter directly transformed this place into a brutal battlefield.
In the distance, the many strong individuals could not help but change expressions when they saw this scene.
They suddenly felt their blood begin to boil, while a dense killing intent surged into their hearts, causing signs of losing control.
What an overbearing aura of slaughter!
Upon sensing this change, everyone was startled. They hurriedly retreated again in a sorry state, afraid that the aura of slaughter would taint them, make them lose their reason, and plunge them into killing.
Apart from the aura of slaughter, the Ancestral Ape fluctuations erupting from Mo Yu's body shocked them even more.
Was this guy really human?
"What exactly did Mo Yu cultivate? How can the aura of slaughter and the might of a divine beast be so terrifying?" some strong individuals gazed at Mo Yu with undisguised horror in their eyes.
"It seems to be a supernatural art!"
Some powerful experts had reddened eyes and could not help crying out.
Only a true supernatural art could possess such might. Even the bystanders watching the battle had been stirred by that aura of slaughter.
Of course, they were not the only ones shaken. Even the Thunder King could not help changing expression when he sensed that heaven-shaking aura of slaughter and the pressure of the divine beast. For the first time, a trace of solemnity appeared in his gaze toward Mo Yu.
The Thunder King was no stranger to supernatural arts. He had even mastered several of them, but because of the suppression from