But Su Ming, seated at the head of the hall,
remained perfectly still.
He did not even furrow his brow.
It was as though that immense, oppressive killing intent did not exist.
He even raised his teacup and took another sip.
"Is that all?"
Su Ming set down his teacup and spoke indifferently.
"The Blood Fiend Devil Abyss has a bigger appetite than I imagined."
"Unfortunately,"
"your teeth aren't up to it. Careful you don't eat yourself to death."
As his words fell,
from his body,
a faint wisp of grey mist spread silently outward.
The mist was exceedingly thin.
It was almost invisible to the naked eye.
But the moment that deathly aura of return to silence appeared,
the blood-red killing intent surging throughout the hall
became like ice and snow beneath a blazing sun.
It melted and dispersed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the space of a single breath,
the oppressive killing intent within the hall
vanished completely.
Not the slightest trace remained.
It was as though it had never appeared.
The vicious grin on Blood Slaughter's face froze instantly.
He sprang to his feet.
He stared at Su Ming in disbelief.
"You..."
He could clearly feel
that his killing intent
had been dissolved by some terrifying power.
Even his very essence faintly throbbed with pain.
Was this void power?
Storm-tossed waves surged through Blood Slaughter's heart.
Yet he refused to back down outwardly.
"Hmph, you've got some ability."
"No wonder you dare call yourself the Alliance Leader."
"But these unorthodox powers alone aren't enough."
"When it comes to fighting with real blades and spears,"
"raw strength is what matters."
He kept talking tough,
but inwardly, he had already abandoned his contempt.
To dissolve his oppressive killing intent in a single move—
this Su