The eight trigrams symbols under Chu Feng’s feet were eternal. There were traces carved on the ground one after another, as if they were formed from the molten liquid of immortal mother gold.
He stood within the eight trigrams and was covered in a divine rain of light. It was as if he had come from the founding era and had an indescribable temperament.
However, he also carried boundless killing intent. Although his body was resplendent, there was also a wildness about him. His killing intent was like a vast ocean that surged into the sky and cleansed the sky in an instant.
He had originally been sitting here and had no grudges with these five people, but he had been ambushed. He had really been in danger just now and would have died if he wasn’t careful.
Those five people were all great divine kings. They didn’t conceal their malice at all and attacked wantonly, wanting to kill him.
“Not a single one can escape!”Chu Feng said coldly. Today’s encounter had truly angered him.