He struggled to suppress the killing intention in his heart, had it not been for the many helpers around him, he would have struck directly.
"If you were in the city, making a move against you would cause resentment, but you actually left the city yourself, there are many ways to die now." He curled his lips into a cold smile.
Boom!
Suddenly, a surge of demonic flames shot into the sky.
The flames rolled and directly enveloped Emily Taylor, transforming into a giant fist and crashing down.
The immense power unleashed with abandon, yet Emily remained expressionless.
As she slightly moved her hand, a lotus had already formed in her palm.
With a breath she blew out, the lotus collided with the giant fist.
Bang!
Emily's lips moved slightly.
The lotus petals scattered apart and then explosively burst open.
In an instant, four spatial gates appeared around the fist, each exerting fierce suction.
