The surrounding sea was also shrouded by this terrifying aura, and in an instant, the surface became deathly still, stopping all movement.
A pair of eyes filled with boundless majesty scanned the island below. In the silent gaze, seeing the corpses of the Demon Race under the Flood Dragon Demon Court scattered all around, there was not the slightest of emotion; instead, a hint of coldness appeared on the face.
"Has that Golden Core Cultivator acted again?! To dare strike repeatedly against the Flood Dragon Demon Court's bases at a time like this, truly bold."
"Honestly, if we were not each serving our own masters, I would almost admire this junior."
"Sadly, he's committed heinous crimes, enraged the Imperial Court and the Dragon Lord, who have decreed he must die... yet he cannot be left alive..."
The calm voice slowly spread in all directions, seemingly gentle, yet it erupted like a sound blast, causing the surrounding space to tremble once more.
