Wen Ya fell into a dazed state. He staggered to his feet, trembling, and could feel something flowing beneath his flesh...
Power! It was power! Endless power!!
Sun Hang naturally noticed Wen Ya's change and could not help but mock him. "What are you, some dungeon boss? How do you even have a second phase?"
Wen Ya let out an inhuman growl. The remaining scraps of his combat suit melted away, shark-fin-like slits opening across his body. The fins within those slits continuously opened and closed with his breathing, spraying out great clouds of scarlet Blood Mist every time they moved.
"Seventh Threshold."
Wen Ya had never imagined that he could break through to this stage... In his understanding, the Sixth Threshold was already the limit of his ability. Any further improvement would only extend the Sixth Threshold's duration... As for the Seventh Threshold, he had never even considered it.
Now, only after truly grasping this power did he understand the terror of the Seventh Threshold... A feeling of invincibility rose within him. He even felt that if the top-ranked hunter stood before him, they would have to kneel and beg for mercy!
Wen Ya's thoughts began to descend into chaos, but that no longer mattered. All he needed to do next was kill... He only had to tear apart every moving thing before him!
"Die!!" Wen Ya roared.
A string of air explosions rang out like firecrackers, but Wen Ya's fist was faster than the sound.
His fist smashed straight through Sun Hang's head, punching through a burst of red-and-white debris!
"Awesome!!! So awesome!!!!" Nothing but wild ecstasy remained in Wen Ya's heart. "This is what it feels like to have power! This is my Seventh Threshold!!"
Everyone had to die!!
Hunters, the Federation, the Holy Ark... None of