Volume 4: Super-Tier Awakening & The Ancient Capital Calamity
A frigid wind howled through the fractured stone clefts of the Abyss Valley, carrying the sharp, metallic tang of fresh blood and the foul, rotting stench unique to high-tier demonic beasts. The sky above was draped in a thick blanket of ash-gray clouds, pressing down so heavily upon the earth that it felt as though the heavens themselves were collapsing, choking the breath from anyone standing below.
At the center of the battlefield, the shockwaves from the catastrophic collision that had just occurred were still rippling outward in visible concentric rings of kinetic force. Lin Feng was forcefully driven back a full three paces, every heavy footfall gouging deep, fractured craters into the earth as the surrounding bedrock crumbled into fine powder. Yet, standing before the towering, magma-like bulk of the Blood Puppet Monarch, his deep, fathomless eyes held not a single trace of panic or hesitation. On the contrary, his mind grew as still as an unruffled mountain lake, while the battle intent surging within his chest blazed with an unprecedented, searing brilliance that scorched the surrounding air.
The Blood Puppet Monarch let out a heaven-shaking roar, a bone-fracturing sonic shriek that pierced eardrums and sent the very blood in the veins of nearby onlookers violently surging. Across its gargantuan physique, the thick black iron armor crusted with ancient blood-red runes flared with a bizarre, eerie light.