“Ahh—” Han Yunchong screamed in agony as he looked at his right hand that had been mangled beyond recognition. The excruciating pain caused his face to alternate between shock and anger. He couldn’t believe what he saw. 

His released aura alone was able to counter my attack and wound me. 

Han Yunchong had seen a lot and been through many hardships ever since he started his cultivation journey. He could be regarded as a ruthless, bloodthirsty character, but he had to admit that he had never seen something so unbelievably terrifying. 

In the blink of an eye, an ordinary-looking young man transformed into a god of war and wounded him, an upper Heaven Ascension cultivator. If…if he told someone what he saw, no one would likely believe him, right?  

It became utterly silent and still. 

Only qi continued to roar around Lin Xun’s body.  

At that moment, he resembled an awakened dormant dragon. His black eyes were like abysses, radiating a cold and deep sheen. His body was covered with divine brilliance and Dao...