TAP! TAP! TAP!
The seemingly soft but incredibly heavy footsteps were so clear amidst the chaos, it was as if even the natural vibrations and sound waves dared not mask their sound.
Yukun's massive, god-and-demon-like body slowly passed through the smoke, coming to a stop in front of Hui Ming.
"Welcome back."
Hui Ming placed a hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and spoke to Yukun in a gesture of respect.
'The Nightmare Bloodline... As expected, he is the first of the Primordial Ancestors to break free. Does this mean our plan has already succeeded?'
"However... who gave you the courage just now to speak to me in such a disrespectful manner?"
Yukun looked at Hui Ming and spoke flatly. At the same time, he slowly extended his palm.
BZZZZZ!!!
In the next moment, Hui Ming's pupils constricted violently. His entire body seemed to freeze solid, as if caught in a tremendous vice, with all the air and nutrients being slowly squeezed out of him.
And he had almost no power to resist.
