At first glance, the word "battle" looked very ordinary, but on closer inspection, an unimaginable killing intent that seemed to come from a war suddenly crashed down!
At this moment, illusions appeared before Wang Lin's eyes. It was as if the heavens and earth had all collapsed. Everything disappeared, including the square, the surrounding cultivators, and even the Thunder Celestial Temple. The only thing that remained was the word "battle!"
Wang Lin only felt his body tremble and his entire body entered a trance. It was as if a mysterious power had exploded from the word "battle." This power descended and took over his mind. It was as if his origin soul had been separated from his flesh; there was no longer any connection between the two.
Monstrous killing intent surrounded him. Wang Lin felt like he was a mortal in a severe winter without any clothes. The chill seemed to attempt to blow up his flame of life.