1222 Please!

Dyon's rage soared, clamping down on Balor's throat with a fiercer strength with each passing second.

The beast geniuses were absolutely stunned by how quickly Balor was caught. Were their eyes deceiving them? Wasn't this young man just a saint? Even if he was a 12th stage saint, all five of their absolute geniuses had advanced to the celestial realm as a first-grade expert, so why would they waste their time praising a 12th stage saint?

Balor's black eyes widened with fear. While the others couldn't feel it, he could… An oppressive, tyrannical aura that didn't give way to reason or pleading. To the naked eye, Dyon was only 6'6, but to Balor, he was a monster of several hundred meters tall!