"Even if you possess power equal to the Seven Heroes, so what? With so many of us attacking together, you'll only be crushed, trust you..."
A colleague named Kodier, standing closest to Luo Bingxin, was extremely arrogant and confident, relying on their numbers, completely dismissing Luo Bingxin.
Unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, a stream of black light descended from the sky and struck his body.
As the dark light dissipated, a man with black scales on his face appeared before everyone.
A powerful aura emanated from him, his plain black robe fluttering like flames under the influence of Divine Power and Taichu.
On his surface, black mist wandered as if alive.
"Xuan, you're here?"
Luo Bingxin asked.
Old Xuan.
Dark Rising member.
His power and status during trials were comparable to Luo Bingxin, both holding the "Ugly" Dark Rising Ring, placing them steadily in the second tier of the organization.
