"Brother Xuan Heng, y-you need to calm down first!"
The moment Rift Space recalled the title Battle Maniac, a chill ran down his spine.
Normally, he could act somewhat overbearing in front of Xuan Heng.
That wasn't a problem.
Although Xuan Heng had a terrible temper, he hadn't killed anyone in many years.
But if the Battle Maniac truly returned...
Then that was a completely different story.
If he really provoked this God of Slaughter and pushed him into one of his frenzies, Xuan Heng would genuinely drag him into the Arena for a life-and-death battle.
The Arena wasn't like the outside world.
There was no escaping if you couldn't win.
There, surrender meant nothing.
One side had to fall.
Life and death were left to fate.
Those who had reached the God King Realm or Divine Venerable Realm had lived for countless years, but no matter how long they had lived, surely none of them had become tired of life.
Why make things so serious?
