"Die!"
Li Ziqi's furious roar was like a sudden thunderclap exploding on flat ground. The rolling waves of sound violently shook the surrounding air, causing even the withered branches and fallen leaves not far away to rustle down.
His complexion looked as though it had been dipped in ink, turning so gloomy it seemed ready to drip water. His entire body appeared completely enveloped by the burning fires of hell, and in his eyes, hatred surged like black, turbulent tides, bordering on madness.
Chapter 809