God Of Destruction
ng with anger, acting impulsively wouldn't change anything. "If I act rashly, it will only lead to my destruction. W
very word Xiao Bei spat at him was like acid corroding his pride and heart. H
outed, his voice dripping with disdain. His words echoed
er brutal k
satisfaction as he watched Z
even further!" Xiao Bei sneered
physical wounds. His heart was shattered, but he knew he had to keep his head cool. "Fighting you now won't
Clan!" a young man from the crowd jeered,
hich is why he can't inherit the Zhi
no shame!" another add
like shards of glass cutting
ly, his eyes reddened, but he r
leaving behind the grow
Hao found a large, shady tree that seemed to
covered his face, trying to hide the invisible wounds. The soft breeze car
he echoes of mockery and regain some strength. He knew this wasn't
e, descending swiftly from the ver
rment and the countless insults, was sta
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e himself thought was already worthless. But in an instant, a
an
ed as the bl
g the dangerous crossfire. His heart pounded as h
ter!" a tense v
. It was Wang, a familiar figure
un, stumbling forward as he obeyed Wang's command. His instincts scream
deep, chilling voice sneered. The cloaked figur
If you want to kill Young Master Zhi, you'll have to step over my de
ahaha. You don't need to know who I am. What matters is tha
flashing with deadly precision. Wang, his years of exper
d with the sound
an
an
an
s fierce stri
o
o
A
ders from the Second Young Master?" Wang asked, his voice
onger bothered to deny it. "Indeed, I came under his command. But do y
y sent two of my subordinates after him. He is as good
g him? He's not even the heir, despite being the eldest so
sting anot
voice booming like a storm. A crackling blue lightning bolt forme
as
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an's sword techniques. I never expected an outsider to wield it. It seems the Second Young Master no lon
Technique-Twin
erialized beside him, slicing
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d the deafening blast reverberated through the battlefield. Both warriors were forced back a few steps but quickly steadied t
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Hao continued his frantic escape, putting as much d
hide, survive, and nurture his growing hatred. Desperation and f
his pace. In the distance, two figures
cken!" one of the pursuers taunted, his laughter
ssist Elder Mo. Let's not let him fight Wang al
d high, executing a mid-air spin befor
emed to
ugh him as he realized his fate dangled by a fragile thr