"Who are you?"
Nie Renwang struggled to raise his head. Veins bulged grotesquely across his face as he stared at the blue-clad figure opposite him, trying desperately to focus his blurred vision. Yet the numbing vital energy within his meridians, including his dantian, kept tearing through his defenses, making his body tremble uncontrollably. His mind had begun to spin, sweat streamed down his body, and even the mad blood within him was starting to cool.
That should have been something worth celebrating for him, but at this moment, he instead felt an immense sense of danger.
Since when had Shenwu Kingdom possessed such a formidable expert?
Although he had expended an enormous amount of stamina and true qi earlier, even in a weakened state, his strength under the influence of the mad blood was still several times greater than usual. Yet he had actually been subdued in a single move by the other party's bizarre attack.
"Hehehe, you aren't qualified to know who I am yet. Once I take you back with me, you'll know who I am!"
The blue-clad man looked disdainful and arrogant, a faint smile hanging at the corners of his lips. He strode toward Nie Renwang at an unhurried pace, step by step, like a hunter who had already caught his prey and was certain of victory, completely unconcerned that the wounded beast might still retaliate.
Such confidence could only be supported by immense strength!
And he possessed every qualification to be confident.
As an outstanding young member of one of the six top families that had first followed the Human Emperor of the Sacred Dynasty, and as an exceptional newly appointed deacon of Lingyun Pavilion, he had status and standing alike. The various divine martial arts manuals these country bumpkins regarded as priceless treasures could