"This... How is this possible?!"
Ghost had long been filled with horror. His ultimate move, even when faced with a Martial Venerate, would leave them in a sorry state, or even make them flee for their lives!
But this seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy had... summoned Heavenly Fire with his bare hands and extinguished his hundreds of thousands of Poisonous Insects in one strike.
What did this imply? It suggested that this young man, Lin Mo, might very well have already stepped into the Martial Venerate Realm!
A seventeen or eighteen-year-old Martial Venerate, is he even human?
Ghost was on the verge of losing his mind. His body trembling, he didn't dare to think further, and with a fierce stomp of his foot, his figure frantically fled backwards.
Flee?
Was there a chance to escape once Lin Mo had been provoked?
Ghost soared into the sky, his speed of escape so fast, it was almost at the ultimate limit.