The Deep Blue raced through the boundless wind and snow. The technical staff who should have been working overtime at night, and the Omegas preparing for battle in the training room, all felt a grand pressure descending from the sky, causing a great upheaval.
Many people's legs buckled, and they knelt on the spot, drenched in sweat.
"Damn it!"
In the incense-filled conference room, a massive wooden desk was shattered with a slap, collapsing with a roar.
Taihua suddenly rose, his breathing changing to a boundary-less state, and vanished in an instant.
Only a fierce wind remained, blowing apart the foreheads of the higher-ups.
Bai Feng's eyes almost exploded, the documents in front of him fluttering like butterflies, clearly feeling the murderous Sword Intent spreading despite being at the Holy Land Level of the Sword Sect Path, almost tearing him apart.
"What just happened?"
