Mortal Enemy

"Dyon…" Ri and Madeleine had tears in their eyes. Why else would Dyon be so angry if not for them?

The bloody pulp of Femi's former head was crushed between his hands. At the moment, Dyon was nothing more than a demon.

Ri and Madeleine didn't hesitate in flashing forward.

Dyon's roar was filled with such rage and strength that even with their cultivation, they felt it was almost too difficult to get close.

The powerful experts in the stadium didn't know how to feel. How long had they cultivated for? And how long had Dyon? And yet his music will was clearly a hair's breath away from a second level intent and even before that, he had already comprehended yet another intent!