"You fools, attack! I said attack!"
The Alchemist barked, spits flying from his mouth. The old man, hunched and with an ugly face, was a truly disgusting sight to behold.
The ship's cannon turned toward Lu Zhen, a bright flash igniting in the air.
Lu Zhen didn't even flinch. He used lightning as a shield and his mental power to cover his body, tanking the attack through sheer defense alone.
"Hahaha," he laughed, tilting his head toward the sky.
"The heavens have become my playground, and even the world itself won't be able to stop me from killing you all!"
His words shook the entire city, and some people began to venture out of their houses.
"Didn't the city lord order a complete curfew, forbidding anyone from leaving their houses?"
"But in the sky, there seems to be… uncertainty…"
The common people and martial artists murmured in confusion. How could they know what was going on? Though the voice sounded familiar, they didn't dare make assumptions.
