"I will kill you, Aditya."
Victor had never felt this much anger in his entire life. The rage inside him had already crossed the point where he could think calmly. His eyes were filled with hatred as he stared at Aditya, and every part of his body seemed to be screaming for revenge.
His mana became violent.
The aura around him had already been terrifying because of the suffocating killing intent that he was releasing. However, once his mana also became unstable and violent, Victor looked like a mass of pure terror. The air around him trembled under the pressure of his power, while the ground beneath his feet began to crack.
Just his presence alone was enough to make the weaker cultivators feel suffocated.
