A man with a strikingly ugly face spoke up. It was clear that he was the leader of the Qiongqi clan. Rather than becoming more refined upon entering the king realm, his features grew even more unusual. His muscles seemed disconnected, giving the appearance of gaping mouths that flexed and writhed.
Their confidence was apparent, and rightly so. With three king realm experts and thousands of elite warriors who had researched Qin Huai's abilities thoroughly, they were a force to be reckoned with. Such meticulous preparation was reminiscent of the approach taken centuries ago against a king from the Buddhist Sect, one who sought to establish the imperial road.
"Sure, I'll show you," Qin Huai said. With those words, an intangible gust swept across the land.
The blood sea king, purple flame king, and the Qiongqi clan's leader stared in disbelief as three blood-red blades erupted around them. The atmosphere grew thick with the scent of impending doom.