Chapter 302: Vampire Prince
"Gulp..."
The act of swallowing saliva spread through the crowd like a plague.
Even the Elder of the seventh rank and the Great Elder of the eighth rank felt their bones chill and their hairs stand on end at this moment.
The swirling fireball suspended above Without-Sun City was immensely vast, boundless at a glance.
It had stopped spinning, and the sense of imminent danger that seized one's soul pricked at the temples of every living creature.
And this was merely a whiff of the 'Assassin's Cannon's' stray might.
It was hard to imagine the level of despair of the actual target of the fireball.
He, or she or it, would they repent and pray, begging for the Heavenly Dao's forgiveness?
Or would they fight to the death, never giving up until the very last second?
...
Ye Hanjun was oblivious to the crowd's wild speculation.
He tensed every muscle in his body, activated all his protective artifacts, and made every preparation he could.
"Come on... come on..."