"Desolate..."
"Today, all of you... must die!!"
"Boom rumble..."
In the void ahead, as the aura within this remaining Gray Ancestor climbed to the Thirteenth Stage, it finally stopped.
In the blink of an eye, his aura seemed vastly different, even the void around his form seemed to ripple like a pond's surface disturbed by the wind.
This was enough to show his power, but it also showed that this Gray Ancestor had just stepped into the Thirteenth Stage, and had not yet achieved perfect control over the surging power within.
Simply put, his aura was somewhat unstable!!
However, in his view, even though he had just stepped into this stage and his aura had not yet fully stabilized, this was still the Thirteenth Stage, more than enough to deal with two at the Twelfth Stage...
This was precisely why the old fellow raised his head and let out another Desolate Howl, the words from his mouth becoming even more rampant, filled with a sense of arrogant disdain for everything.
