Every step Yang Chen took was a torment to them.
It was as if each step tread on their hearts, trampling on their heartstrings, causing intense pain and unbearable tension.
Unconsciously, they all held their breaths.
"Five, six..."
Slow steps.
A voice devoid of any emotion.
These became the most soul-stirring elements, combining to pull a person's nerves to the breaking point!
"Seven, eight..."
Boke's pupils contracted violently.
His heart raced.
His limbs shook uncontrollably.
As the distance of ten steps grew closer, Boke could no longer withstand the pressure.
He was different from others.
Climbing to his current position had not been easy!
He gave his best effort, experiencing things many hadn't.
Because of the difference in status, he encountered different things.
He had heard of the Asura King, fully aware of the Asura King's terror.
The man before him, he was almost certain, was the Asura King!
