"Nobody move!"
Yan Wu roared, the aura of the Fifth-Order Realm King easily suffocating everyone present.
His face was etched with a look of torment and struggle.
He watched as the young man in the white suit slowly stood up, stretching the scales on his body.
In a mere instant, Yan Ye's eyes transformed into eerie serpent pupils, his skin covered in scales. He had passed the deadly threshold where his body might explode at any moment—he was evolving.
His body arched like a serpent, his forked tongue flicking menacingly.
He exuded a powerful aggression, ready to strike at any moment.
"Interesting. You've already fallen—why not just end yourself?"
Gu Jianlin clapped lightly, speaking: "Mr. Yan, to get your son into the Omega Sequence, you destroyed the lives of those innocent so-called Unclean, stripped them of their existence. Did it never occur to you that karma would catch up?"
