Guess how bad a person can be

At this moment, heaven and earth fell silent.

Everyone unconsciously held their breath. Only Lu Tong screamed madly. It was as though the temperature of the world around them had plummeted; everyone felt a faint chill at their necks, a hollow prickling pain, as if an invisible blade rested against their throats.

It seemed that with a single misstep, their heads would, like those dead Tyrant Heaven Army soldiers, shoot into the sky in an instant, leaving behind a splash of vivid red.

"Gulp!"

No one knew who swallowed first, but then the sound of people gulping echoed across the field in waves.

With slightly contracted pupils, everyone stared at the black armor in the distance, truly feeling death draw near. The other party had remained silent from beginning to end, not uttering even a single word, yet everyone present seemed to hear a demon whispering in their ears.

The feeling was impossible to put into words.

Terrifying!

Hair-raising!

While everyone on the field sank into fear, Uncle Blade, who lay fallen in the distance, had a glimmer in his eyes. There was no fear in his mind, no excessive horror—only that strike, a strike of incomparable brilliance!

That strike seemed to have been branded directly into his heart. In his memories, the motion of the black-armored expert drawing his blade replayed over and over. It had clearly been so simple, so ordinary, as though it were not worth mentioning—something any ordinary person could nearly replicate after a few more days of practice.

Yet that very strike had instantly slain Tyrant Heaven Army soldiers one after another!

Among them was even an Immortal Vortex Realm expert!

Perhaps the others had only heard of the Tyrant Heaven Army and did not understand its strength, but Uncle Blade knew it deeply. He