In the end, it was still President Zhang Zheng whose strength was superior. Despite blockades by the Ninth Grade powerhouses, he managed to glimpse the truth.
At this moment, his anger soared to the skies, stirring the clouds into fragments.
On the other side, the Patriarch of the Noble Families appeared visibly unpleasant.
If possible, he didn't want to tear off the facade now.
Unfortunately, he never expected the Martial Arts Association President himself to come.
Unfortunate timing and location, right when their schemes were discovered.
At this moment, there were only two paths to take.
Either, unleash a thunderous force to obliterate the opponent and cover up the matter entirely.
Or, retreat and flee, defect from the Human Race, and live a life on the run.
Thinking of this, murderous intent surged, eyes filled with icy coldness.
"A battle in the Void? Fine! Let's see what progress you've made!"
