Rage!
The words of Shi Zhouyin were like a fierce slap across each of their faces, loud and resonant.
The dignity of the Guangyu Alliance was trampled beneath his feet.
Yet, facing Shi Zhouyin and the powerful figures of the Dutian realm, there was a palpable sense of helplessness among them.
"Shi Zhouyin, you've gone too far!"
The deputy Alliance Leader's voice rang with stern disapproval: "Show some mercy and leave a path for others. Wouldn't that be better?"
"You are in no position to say such things to me!"
Shi Zhouyin's cold, oppressive gaze fell upon the deputy Alliance Leader, carrying a soul-corroding weight that instantly forced him to retreat repeatedly.
Dark red flames suddenly erupted on his body, frenziedly corroding his divine form.
This was the Netherworld Flame.
