"How dare you even think of using A'Lei as a tool to satisfy your filthy desires?" Shen Xian's smile twisted into something more terrifying than a demon crawling out from the depths of hell. His fingers tightened around Peng Ruining's throat, and the murderous intent in his eyes surged with increasing ferocity.
"!!!!" Peng Ruining never expected he had provoked someone he absolutely shouldn't. Now, he couldn't speak, couldn't move. All he could do was watch in horror as his reckless actions threatened to bring about the destruction of his entire Storm Roc race.
The Storm Rocs, caught in the aftermath, could only helplessly watch. Their king—once their pride and shield—was powerless. He couldn't save them, nor could he even beg for mercy. In desperation, he tried to speak to Shen Xian through divine sense—only to discover that even that was blocked.
