"Kid, don't get complacent. Today, I'm going to snatch your woman and take your son. You killed my five brothers and broke my Immortal Technique, causing my Cultivation Base to degrade. Today, I will let you taste the pain of losing your wife and child, and I'll also skin and eat you..." Cold Crocodile's eyes glinted coldly, staring violently at Wang Xiaoqiang as he spoke through gritted teeth.
"I'm afraid you won't have that chance." Wang Xiaoqiang's eyebrows twitched as he spoke, and the Divine Sense Wheel suddenly contracted back like a whale drinking water, constantly condensing until it formed a mass, then a line, and finally a single point, precisely condensed into a Divine Sense.
The Divine Sense was condensed from eighty thousand divine thoughts, invisible yet seemingly solid, emitting sharp whistles in the air. As Wang Xiaoqiang willed, the Divine Sense charged at Cold Crocodile.
