The burly man was equally surprised. Usually, any Rank 9 cultivator would have long since collapsed limply under his pressure, staring at him with a face full of terror. How could Zhao Fu still look so relaxed?
Zhao Fu slowly turned around. His terrifying eyes—seven pupils in his left eye, six overlapping pupils and six gray dots in his right—made him resemble a world-destroying fierce beast. With a trace of anger, he fixed his gaze on the burly man, making every hair on the man's body stand on end as instinctive fear welled up within him.
The burly man's expression changed. He could hardly believe that someone with Rank 9 cultivation could make him feel such danger.
But in the next instant, fury surged in his heart. This was the first time he had felt threatened by such a low-level cultivator; it was simply an insult. His eyes turned cold, carrying a hint of killing intent as he glared at Zhao Fu. "I told you to kneel. Did you not hear me?"
Boom!
The power of heaven and earth swiftly gathered. The burly man unleashed the strength of a Heaven Realm expert, and pressure imbued with the power of heaven and earth crashed toward Zhao Fu. The surroundings became incomparably oppressive, filled with icy, murderous intent.
Zhao Fu's body sank once more. Under the terrifying pressure, his legs grew somewhat weak and his waist slowly bent. Beads of cold sweat emerged. Zhao Fu was, after all, only Rank 9. Though his sacred blood reduced some of the burden, he still could not withstand the full pressure of a Heaven Realm expert.
Seeing Zhao Fu like this, the burly man revealed a smug smile. "Damn it! A mere Rank 9 cultivator dares act so arrogantly before a Heaven Realm expert? You're