"Patriarch, can you fight him?" Seeing that the middle-aged man's fury had reached its peak and he could very well begin a slaughter at any moment,
At that moment, the Dragon Daoist's brows were tightly knitted as he stared at the middle-aged man. In the end, he said with a helpless tone: "This man's strength is unfathomably deep. I am absolutely no match for him."
"What? Even the Dragon Daoist is no match for him?!"
"How is that possible? If he's stronger than the Dragon Daoist, then what level of cultivation has he reached?"
"Could it be... that this man is a Martial Lord realm powerhouse?!" After hearing the Dragon Daoist's words, everyone present was filled with terror, their faces pale with dread.
Although they had already sensed a terrifying threat emanating from the middle-aged man, the man himself had not yet released any earth-shaking aura. So, with the Dragon Daoist present, despite their fear, they had not been overly worried.
But at this moment, when the Dragon Daoist declared that even he was no match for this man, they were struck with absolute terror. If even the Dragon Daoist couldn't defeat him, did that mean they were truly doomed today?
"Rooaaaar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
Suddenly, a piercing roar echoed through the sky — but it was no roar at all. It was the howling of wind.
High above the horizon, centered on the middle-aged man, waves of violent wind energy condensed into streaks of ghastly white, turbulent gas. They intertwined and swirled ceaselessly around the man.
When this wind arose, the sky descended into total chaos. Space itself began to crumble, plunging everything into pitch darkness. The only things visible were the raging tempest and the man at its center.
At this moment, the man's long robe swayed violently left and right, his black hair whipping in every direction, his eyes blazing with fury as he gazed down upon the earth.
Finally, he spoke. His voice was thunderous, every syllable booming like a clap of thunder, as he bellowed:
"Those who submit to me shall be granted glory."
"Those who defy me — kill, kill, kill!"
"Kill~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
When that final word rang out, heaven and earth trembled, the void collapsed, and what had been a bright day instantly transformed into a chaotic abyss.
In that instant, the world became a blur of darkness. The only thing visible was the middle-aged man hovering above the void, and the only thing anyone could feel was an endless, suffocating killing intent.
"Heavens, how can such a terrifying person exist in this world? Is this even the power of a human?!"
"This man is too terrifying — who on earth is he?!!!"
Staring at the scene before them, every last person had been pushed to the absolute brink of panic. To reshape heaven and earth with a mere gesture — was this the kind of power they had ever witnessed?
It had already surpassed the boundaries of their understanding, exceeded the limits of what any human could achieve. This was no longer something a mortal could do — it was closer to the power of a god.
Though the middle-aged man had not yet begun his massacre, every soul present was drowning in utter despair. They knew that if this man decided to kill them, there would be absolutely no escape. He could destroy this very world — so what chance did pitiful mortals like them have?
"This man's strength is not at the Martial Lord level; it should be at the Martial King level."