On the arena stage, the black-robed youth seemed particularly weak under the pressure of Long Zhan's aura.
It was like a Divine Dragon staring down a mortal.
Just then, a small fireball floated up from Qin Feng's palm.
Previously, Qin Feng's Chaos Fire Divine Technique was orange. After merging with the Ancient Poison Flame, the orange ball of light had taken on a layer of ominous glow.
The small sphere of light flickered in Qin Feng's palm like a flame, hovering gently.
An immense and terrifying power, enough to make everyone present pale with shock, began to radiate from this small fireball.
When Long Zhan's gaze fell upon the dark fireball in Qin Feng's palm, an uncontrollable wave of regret washed over him.
His Spiritual Sense directly perceived the power fluctuations emanating from that small fireball, and he felt a pressure of death so thick it was almost suffocating.
