The commander's startled exclamation sounded jarringly harsh across the chaotic battlefield, sending a shock through the surrounding guards and members of the Saint Son Army. They never could have imagined that the mysterious and powerful black-robed man before them was actually "Youming," the head of the organization's Ten Annihilation Envoys—the only one among the ten who had broken through the Martial Saint Realm to reach the Martial God Realm.
Youming's lips curved into a cold sneer. "Betrayal? Hmph, I never truly swore allegiance to your so-called organization; I was merely biding my time. Since you know who I am, you should also know that you are no match for me!" His voice was low and filled with authority, every word seemingly carrying an endless chill that made the surrounding temperature drop even further.
The commander's expression grew increasingly grim. He knew all too well how formidable Youming was; if he succeeded in rescuing Lin Xueyao today, the consequences would be unimaginable. "Hmph, don't get ahead of yourself! Strong though you are, you are merely at the mid Martial God Realm! Don't forget, I am also at the mid Martial God Realm. So what if you practice one of the ancient demonic supreme arts, the Youming Arts? I practice an ancient divine technique as well! Who wins and who loses remains to be seen!" With an angry roar, he swung his long spear once again. The white light at the tip of the spear grew increasingly blinding, and runes flickered across …
Chapter 216