Alternate Form
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Tsk!"
The King of War snorted disdainfully at the reunion of the father and daughter and the King of Blades' merciful act. He turned to leave without even looking at Xiao Luo, still sprawled on the ground, after being severely injured by him.
But he suddenly stopped after taking just three steps as he sensed a strange aura coming from behind him. It was a chilly sensation as if the gates of hell had opened.
The King of War hurriedly turned around, and he was shocked by what he saw...
"What is this? Is it even a thing?" he muttered in disbelief.