"Who are you?" Heaven Glory, standing directly opposite and closest to the recently injured Heaven Star, asked, a tremor of confusion in his voice.
"I am Huan. Master Huan," the handsome youth sneered, a cold glint flashing in his eyes as his killing intent locked onto Heaven Glory.
In that moment, Heaven Glory felt a sensation he hadn't experienced in an eon—the existential threat of demise.
What?
He was an immortal being, so why did he feel a potent premonition of dying under this youth's gaze and aura?
The youth, this 'Huan,' carried a piercing aura that even resonated with heavenly judgment and garnered approval from the Grand Dao itself.
He was their bane.
Shocked, he didn't even realize when he stumbled back three steps, staggering in sheer terror as Huan's gaze bore deeper and deeper into his heart.
"Hmph!" Red Heaven finally could no longer contain himself.
