The moment Master Lin from Seacrest spoke, his voice shook heaven and earth.
"How dare you slay members of my Ma Family and then show up at our gates, spouting such arrogant nonsense! You brat, your guts truly know no bounds!"
"I want to see, after today, if you'll even have a life left to keep running your mouth!"
"Today, I'll use your life to comfort the spirit of Maran Ma in heaven!"
At the front, Patriarch Mason Ma led the charge, his entire body surging with explosive qi.
Behind him, several Elders and countless Ma Family experts gathered in force. Their footsteps thundered against the ground like a stampede of white horses, kicking up clouds of dust.
Their aura was fierce and wild, as if they wanted to challenge the very heavens themselves.
The Ancient-Martial Ma Family.
All their strongest martial artists had assembled.
They wasted no words; their overwhelming presence and surging qi currents made hearts tremble.
Above the crowd, several colossal qi phantoms condensed from inner force towered skyward, their faces twisted and ferocious.
"Don't hold back. Wipe him out in a single strike."
Patriarch Mason Ma roared in fury, still unable to let go of Maran Ma's death. He hesitated not at all, his qi swirling wildly as the phantom above his head grew even more savage.
At a glance,
there were six phantoms standing side by side in midair.
Six phantoms meant at least six experts at third-grade Pointing-to-Mystery or above!
"You're dead, you're dead for sure!"
Gavin Ma burst out laughing, "Master Lin from Seacrest, this time, you're really going to die with no grave left behind!"
"You've enraged everyone. Cherish what you see now, because this is the last scene you'll ever witness in your life!"
Gavin's voice was slurred, but the excitement in his words was obvious.
Master Darren Ward stood off to the side, watching the Ma Family swarm forward, utterly shaken.
He'd been with the Ma Family for years, but had never seen such a lineup—so many Pointing-to-Mystery and Vajra experts, so much overwhelming qi. The sight was soul-stirring, their power unmatched.
"Not going to dodge?"
Master Lin from Seacrest stood there, his black bangs swept aside by the oncoming surge of qi. He glanced calmly at Yuna Young beside him and said lightly, "By my side is the most dangerous place."
"If you die, I won't survive either."
Yuna Young shook her head. "Besides, I want to watch them go down to Hell."
Yuna's voice was emotionless, her gaze locked on the Ma Family patriarch at the front. The hatred in her eyes was plain for all to see.
No matter how many years had passed, everything from back then was still vivid in her mind.
Yuna Young could never forget that day—the way the Ma Family patriarch swung the first whip.
"Mm."
Master Lin from Seacrest nodded, turning his gaze. "Then watch closely."
"Pay attention."
He stepped forward, just one step ahead.
As his foot landed, the world seemed to change color.
A terrifying aura erupted from Master Lin's body, sending chills through everyone.
It felt as if a giant beast had suddenly opened its eyes in the darkness.
"Within one breath, I'll send you all into reincarnation."
Master Lin from Seacrest spoke softly, his hand twisting lightly in the air.
Between his fingers, a four-foot sword appeared.
At first glance, the sword looked ancient and steady, but its blade was wrapped in misty, ethereal spiritual energy.