Remote Curse-Killing! Crushing Gravity!

In the sky, Wu Zhongxian's eyes were bloodshot!

His gaze locked onto Ye Li a thousand meters away as though he had seen a ghost.

The exposed miniature star core at the chest of Wu Zhongxian's mech flickered unstably.

"Ye Li!" Wu Zhongxian blustered, though his heart was weak:

"I admit I misjudged you. I can't beat you, but don't get smug!"

"Spare others when you can. If the star core in my chest explodes, ninety-nine percent of Tianjin will be buried with me!"

Wu Zhongxian's vicious voice carried directly across the air, shaking the entire Tianjin region.

Relying on the energy of that miniature star core in his chest, he could melt the entire Tianjin region completely. Within several thousand kilometers, only those at Transforming Force could barely survive.

The people nearby looked into the distance, their expressions changing drastically as unease surfaced on their faces.

And that was precisely the effect Wu Zhongxian wanted—to hold the safety of all Tianjin hostage against Ye Li.

"Wu Zhongxian! You beast, where did you get that mech?!"

"Did you defect to the foreigners?"

"You've lost your mind! You actually want all of Tianjin to die with you!"

Yang Guicang and the other martial artists went pale and cursed furiously at Wu Zhongxian in the sky.

But all they received was Wu Zhongxian's contempt. He made no attempt to defend himself.

For someone without morals, moral condemnation had no effect whatsoever.

Only Ye Li remained calm. Looking at the light flickering on the mech, he said indifferently:

"Fine. Go ahead and try. Let's see whether you destroy Tianjin first, or I kill you first!"

"Ye Li! You absolutely must not!"

From the ruins nearby, Li Cunzhen pulled himself free. Feeling the countless shattered bones in his chest, he could not help