"To come uninvited, how can one be considered a guest?"
Blood Scale's icy voice reverberated through the air.
The next moment.
His figure flashed, like a blood-red lightning bolt tearing through the sky, forcefully rushing towards Xu Wendong.
In an instant, the air ignited like a barrel of gunpowder, exploding fiercely, and a powerful airstream spread out in all directions like a raging tsunami.
Xu Wendong's pupils trembled violently as he felt a strong sense of crisis suddenly descend upon him, like Mount Tai pressing down, leaving him defenseless.
In this moment.
Xu Wendong felt like a tiny ant, facing a raging Primordial Behemoth, completely powerless to resist.
Every nerve felt electrocuted, trembling non-stop, transmitting signals of extreme danger to his brain.
This sense of crisis was like an invisible giant net tightening ever more, making it difficult for him to breathe.
