Master Xu watched Zeng Anmin's performance with calm indifference.
That gaze, as though he were looking upon dust motes, froze every inch of space around Zeng Anmin.
The air turned thick as lead and mercury, slowing beneath Master Xu's profound gaze.
"Crack, crack~"
Zeng Anmin's body trembled slightly beneath the terrifying pressure, his bones letting out groans of unbearable strain.
Strong—Master Xu was far too strong now!
The capital he had arranged over a thousand years was like a colossal power bank.
An endless stream of power surged into Master Xu's body.
The current Master Xu simply could not be confronted head-on!
Zeng Anmin actually had a trump card.
Last Reserve (Rainbow): At the brink of death, preserve the last trace of life force and break through the current Martial Arts Level.
But Zeng Anmin was currently at the Fourth Rank Realm.
With the boost of High-End Power, his combat strength was at the Third Rank.
Even if he used Last Reserve—
His realm would break through to the Third Rank, his combat strength would reach the Second Rank, and even with the Ancestral Dragon Diagram and a Divine Artifact aiding him, he still might not be able to defeat the current Master Xu.
And most importantly, even if he could fight him, not a single person on South Mountain would be able to escape.
That was not what he wanted.
"Preparing to run?"
Master Xu's voice was calm, as though he were speaking to mayflies in this world.
"Buzz!!!"
As his voice fell, Master Xu's might erupted further—no, it was not an eruption.
More accurately, every word Master Xu spoke within the territory of the Great Sage Dynasty was enough to stir the might of heaven and earth!
Zeng Anmin felt as tiny as a lone boat