Rumble!
This time, Savage Emperor did not take three steps—he was sent flying a thousand zhang!
His mountain-like body carved a long arc through the air, flew over countless heads, and smashed viciously into the spectator stands a thousand zhang away!
The stone platform, large enough to hold a thousand people, collapsed with a thunderous crash beneath his impact! Rubble flew everywhere, and smoke and dust shot into the sky!
Boom!
Amid the deafening blast, the hundred-zhang phantom of the Savage God also collapsed, turning into countless Light Spots that scattered and vanished without a trace!
The entire arena fell silent!
A deathly silence!
As the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, Lin Langtian's figure was revealed.
He still stood where he was, both palms held forward, utterly motionless.
His green robe was slightly disheveled, but that was all.
Even his breathing had not become the slightest bit uneven.
He slowly withdrew his hands and stood with them behind his back, his gaze turning toward Xue Mingzi, who was swaying unsteadily in mid-air.
Xue Mingzi's face was as pale as paper, blood streaming from the corners of his mouth, while the Blood Cloud around him was on the verge of dissipating.
When he met Lin Langtian's calm gaze, his entire body trembled, his eyes filled with terror.
"I... I..." He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, only to find his throat so dry that no sound would come out.
For some reason, facing Lin Langtian's expressionless, unfathomable face—
He was afraid.
He was truly afraid.
Having been famous for hundreds of years and rampaged across Qiankun Continent, when had Xue Mingzi ever feared anyone?
Yet now, before this young man who was barely over thirty, he was afraid.
That fear came from the depths of his soul, from the instinctive