What Fen Yijue and Fen Ziya’s felt at this time, could only be described as utterly terrified. Even though the Yun Che who jumped out from the ground below was full of bloody wounds and looked to be in an extremely sorry state, he stood as straight as a pen and his body didn’t sway in the slightest. Not only that, the aura of his strength was not in the slightest weakened compared to before; instead, it carried an ice cold killing intent several times more gruesome than before.
With this appearance of his, let alone on the verge of death, he couldn’t even be considered heavily wounded… At most, he was in a injured state a little bit more serious than being lightly wounded. Moreover, his strength barely deteriorated at all because of this.
Being hit by the Burning Heaven Print, yet actually only received such a wound… was his body forged from fine steel or something?!
Amidst the terribly shocked gaze of the two great Thrones, Yun Che slowly lifted his head. An extremely terrifying, ferocious and sharp aura was being emitted from his eyes: “You have… successfully… enraged me!!”