To prove his point, Shen Yulin lifted Meng Chao high into the air with effortless ease using only one arm.
Meng Chao struggled desperately, kicking and flailing against Shen Yulin's arm, thicker than a rhinoceros's thigh, yet failed to leave even the faintest mark.
Thick white vapor blasted from Shen Yulin's nostrils. His arm, like a Pillar of Heaven, smashed downward, brutally slamming Meng Chao onto a corner of the off-road vehicle sticking out of the mud.
Boom!
The violent impact not only drove the off-road vehicle completely into the mire, but also triggered a string of crackling bone fractures within Meng Chao's body.
Meng Chao spat out a mouthful of blood and no longer had the strength to struggle.
Like an emptied, tattered sack, he slipped from Shen Yulin's grasp and sprawled limply on the ground, limbs splayed in every direction.
Only his eyeballs, seeming ready to burst from their sockets, remained fixed on Shen Yulin's neck, filled with utter disbelief.
Not merely because the thick blue veins around Shen Yulin's neck, like coiled giant pythons, were slowly raising their heads.
But because, along with Shen Yulin's surging blood and soaring ferocity, a terrifying mark gradually emerged from the right side of his neck.
It was a pair of crossed eyes, forming an "X."
The two eyes were narrow and long, like Willow Leaf Blades, sharing a single pupil.
The pupil was bottomless, like a tiny black hole that sought to swallow both the branded and the observer's souls whole.
No one knew this mark better than Meng Chao.
His pupils shrank to pinpoints. Even his heart seemed about to stop. He tried desperately to control his voice, but his whole body still trembled with agitation. "The... Blood Alliance!"
Shen Yulin froze slightly.
Instinctively, he covered his neck.
Then,