"Yak! Yak! Yak! Yak!"
Uniform and precise, each cry of "Yak" was like a deity setting foot on the ground, shaking one's body and soul.
Li Qianxia unleashed his full strength to shout, but still couldn't break his voice free from the unyielding cage of these countless devoted believers.
Li Changzhou saw Yak's body tremble slightly, sensing his emotions surging and burgeoning, perfectly excited.
At the same time, fear bloomed in his heart.
The opponent had already made a move in secret.
"Emotion Control"!
Yak's brow furrowed, and their emotions simultaneously returned to calm.
"At the second stage, the Spirit Clan has never ranked second," Yak slowly began.
Li Changzhou smiled, "Well, I've always been first."
"I will kill you," the ground ebbed and flowed like Tetris blocks, Yak's gaze sharp as a blade, "and you'll be the first to die!"
Beneath his feet, a column shot up, elevating Li Changzhou to just the right height.
He flicked the hem of his coat.
Swish!
