As he covered his eyes, he didn't want to know who the other party was.
Nor did he want to ask about karma and hardship.
Today, he was determined to break out from here, killing anyone who blocked his path.
Along the way, he had witnessed too many conspiracies and betrayals.
He finally understood the laws of this world.
Mercy towards others is cruelty to oneself.
He frantically devoured the Ancient God's Breath in this city, in a peak state of Qilin Transformation, as if a god walked among mortals, easily crushing any ant that dared to obstruct him.
This was his peak state.
Both his true form and his clone were simultaneously on the same battlefield.
The power of the Qilin and Candle Dragon was unleashed together.
Ghostly black shadows darted through the mist, madly harvesting lives.
Gu Jianlin raised his hand to summon a blistering Star Cluster, brewing destructive power.
Helicopters converged like hawks, instantly shattered by the descending starlight.
