Demonic

The wind blew; the clouds converged. The sky was dizzying and the earth was dark. It felt like the heavens were enraged and were suppressing everyone.

Ling Xian's entire head of black hair was crazily tussling in the wind. He slowly straightened himself off the ground, like a God who was pillaring up the sky. Above him were the nine heavens, below him was the world of the dead.

His eyes were cold, similar to a God of Death who was trying to devour everyone's soul – absolutely terrifying.

His breathing was heavy, he has long surpassed the completion level now and his terror crumbled the area!

Everyone's expression changed and they all shrieked in shock.

"This is the Qi of the original level! Dammit, he somehow broke through!"

"The sky dimmed… God's Trial is about to start. This is it. He broke through to the original level!"