After the roaring in the mind of Dao Jian, the third-layer World King Realm bandit, gradually subsided, Dao Jian discovered in horror that he could no longer hear anything. Before his eyes, he could see his five companions ahead of him rapidly being burned into charcoal by the blazing flames.
He could imagine that, even if only for an instant, his five companions must have let out inhuman screams.
Yet he could not hear a thing.
Fear!
An inexplicable fear abruptly rose in his heart.
Perhaps that inexplicable fear had jolted him awake, or perhaps years of fighting through life and death had given him an instinctive sensitivity to fear. In an instant, Dao Jian awoke from the dazed state caused by the roaring within his mind.
In that instant, his pupils shrank to their limit!
Dead!
His five companions were all dead!
His five companions ranged from the first layer of the Mystic Palace Realm to the seventh layer. Facing a mere second-layer Spirit Ability Realm brat, they had all been wiped out in a single instant.
That was what terrified him most. Of the two people before him, one possessed an extraordinarily formidable Divine Ability and Secret Art.
Fear of the unknown, along with instincts honed through countless brushes with death, made him reach the right decision at once—run!
Run as far as possible!
Almost instinctively, Dao Jian stirred the aura around his body, turned, and fled.
Seeing Dao Jian attempt to flee while he was still marveling at the terrifying power of Big Ear Nie Ting's innate divine ability, Ye Zhen suddenly sneered. "Only now you know to run? Too late!"
The Acquired Spirit Treasure Lightning Whip flew out, and amid rumbling thunder, it lashed toward Dao Jian like an electric serpent.
The next moment, Ye Zhen's