When the lead man heard the suddenly appearing youth claim to be "Feng Qi," he could not help sneering inwardly.
But when he saw the youth transform into a blood-colored demon, he immediately lost his composure.
The legendary stories had described Feng Qi's abilities in detail, including his power to transform into a blood-colored demon.
Yet they had always regarded those rumors as vague, insubstantial tales.
They believed the claim that Feng Qi, who had crossed through timelines, would return more than a thousand years later was merely a fabrication by their predecessors, meant to make people of the present firmly believe in the future and forever hold hope for it.
They viewed Feng Qi's legend as a means of uniting people's hearts.
Thinking this, the lead man looked at the youth who had already transformed into a blood-colored demon. Recalling the youth's earlier appearance, he vaguely felt that he did indeed resemble that person.
Hearing the heartbeat pounding like war drums, the lead man unconsciously staggered back several steps under the intense pressure.
"Are you really Feng Qi?!"
Overwhelmed by fear, the lead man struggled to ask.
Feng Qi did not answer. His aura began rising steadily, and the Dark Green Flames winding around his body surged. His heart was like an engine with the accelerator floored, producing dull, heavy impacts.
Just as Feng Qi was about to attack, a question suddenly occurred to him.
He was now on the Main Timeline with a special physique. Every time he killed prey, he could absorb their bloodline potential and erase them from the timeline.
Did that mean that after killing all these human traitors, they would disappear forever from every timeline?
At that moment, the narrator's voice sounded in his mind:
*That should be right. Once you kill them, they'll