BOOM!
Ye Wushuang's figure soared through the air, coming to a stop high in the Firmament. An endless, icy chill radiated from his entire being!
This coldness was so intense it seemed to freeze the gazes of the crowd below, and a sliver of frost grew in their hearts!
"Emperor's Domineering Blood, when I ascend to the Saint-Ending Cloud Sea, I will personally wring your head from your shoulders!"
Ye Wushuang stared at the Firmament, two sharp beams of killing intent erupting from his eyes!
Everything he did was for the people around him. He never imagined that Emperor's Domineering Blood would dare to threaten to slaughter his family and friends. This had undoubtedly enraged him completely!
After one last, cold glance at the Firmament, he turned and descended. His resounding voice still echoed, its powerful sound waves sweeping across heaven and earth with an Emperor's majesty.
BOOM!
