In an alley tucked away in a corner of the city center stood three towering men, nearly ten feet tall, with brown skin, exposed muscles as hard as iron, bulging veins, green hair, and savage, terrifying faces.
The three brown-skinned men blocked the entire alley with their massive bodies. A normal-looking human of average build was almost completely hidden behind them, making it impossible to see his face.
"What... what do you want? I'm a cultivator!" the human they had hemmed in demanded in a low voice.
"Heh heh! What kind of cultivator do you think you are? You're just a brat at the true cultivation stage. Hand that thing over, nice and easy, or don't blame us three brothers for getting rough!" The leader sneered threateningly.
"You... you wouldn't dare! I'm a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect!" the man stammered, clearly lacking confidence.
"Big brother, why waste so much breath? Brat! Are you handing it over or not?" one of the men beside the leader growled. He suddenly clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking loudly as rings of gray energy surged around his hand. He glared at the human and barked at him, looking ready to strike.
"Little brother! Hand that thing over, or don't blame us brothers for showing no mercy!" the leader said grimly. As he spoke, gray-black killing intent radiated from his body...
"You... you... you dare attack me inside the city? Aren't... aren't you afraid of the city guards?" the man stammered.
"Enough of your nonsense!" The last man seemed unable to restrain himself any longer. With an angry roar, he clenched a fist larger than a human head. Gray energy erupted around it as he hurled a vicious punch at the man's head, raising a startling gust...
"Go!" The man hastily pointed a