Absolute fury!
Fei Ningxiao was fuming with rage. The battle, which should have long been settled, was completely upended by the self-immolation of a mere Eighth Grade ant. Over a hundred Blood Boiling Stone Puppets were gone just like that.
Fei Ningxiao was livid. This was a direct provocation against a Paragon like him.
"Hmph, do you think your willingness to die can stop my fury?
"Today, I declared that I would destroy the Research Institute, and so it shall be destroyed!"
Fei Ningxiao's eyes were fierce as he glared at the giant phantom ape in midair. He knew this ape had burned all the lifeforce of an Eighth Grade, but this Eighth Grade hadn't breathed his last just yet.
"Fei Ningxiao, you cannot succeed!
"After I, Zhao Zhuangyuan, die, there are still thousands upon thousands of Divine Land Martial Artists! The Zhenqin Corps still has others! The Divine Land will absolutely stop your conspiracy.
"You... will not get your way!"
