"Boom!"
The moment Zhou Batong's eyes met the monster's, he felt like black thunder exploded inside his head.
Countless scenes of bloody rain and foul winds, mountains of corpses and seas of blood crashed into him.
"No!"
This was not an illusion!
The floor beneath his feet and the walls all around him were buzzing and trembling, cracks spreading as large chunks of dust and rubble fell from the ceiling.
In front of Zhou Batong, Su Heng's eyes were filled with a blood-red light.
Covered with a crimson blood net over his dark and ferocious dragon-transformed body, an overwhelming demonic aura emanated from him, making the Demon Suppression Tower beneath their feet, which seemed incapable of bearing that power, tremble and sway constantly. Wave after wave of terrifying murderous aura surged at him like tidal ripples.
Zhou Batong's flesh trembled in response, his face deathly pale, completely void of any thought of resistance.