"Not bad, Lei Long. I'll leave this guy to you." Lei Dong felt not the slightest shame about using someone else to do his dirty work. This was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. Wasn't a mighty Nascent Soul Cultivator bullying a little Foundation Establishment cultivator, too?
"Y-you! Who are you? I'm an elder of the Unicorn Race. I hope you won't make an enemy of the entire Unicorn Race." Elder Shadow's voice trembled as he looked at the slightly boyish figure floating in midair, fear unlike anything he'd ever felt filling his heart. The dreadful pressure that made him feel as though a predator had him in its sights came from this person. Overcome with panic, he could only invoke his race to intimidate him, silently praying that this powerful figure might think twice.
Lei Long had been an ancient Monster Beast trapped inside the temple all this time. How could he have heard of the Unicorn Race? Even if he had, with his strength, he wouldn't have been even a little wary of them. He curled his lip, couldn't be bothered to waste words, and simply slapped at the man. His explosive power transformed into a colossal hand as vast as a mountain, bearing down hard on Elder Shadow.
If that blow landed squarely, even Elder Shadow, a Nascent Soul Cultivator, would surely be smashed to pieces.
But although Elder Shadow's strength was far inferior to Lei Long's, he was still a wily old fox who'd been around the block for years. Forcing down his fear of the overwhelming pressure, he immediately crushed a scroll made of some unknown material. In an instant, a force powerful enough to tear through space erupted, forming a set of intricate, mysterious runes that twisted space into a rift.