The most crucial thing was the boy smelled a strong aura of sin on them, with terrifying resentful curses swirling around, as if countless vengeful spirits were howling and roaring visibly.
Feeling the fresh and overwhelming curses, Zhu Haomiao's initially eager brows furrowed slightly, a trace of anger appearing in his eyes.
How many people have been mercilessly killed to accumulate such massive negative energy?
Just as the boy's killing intent began to rise, a tall and burly figure stepped forward from the crowd, approaching him with a forceful aura that stirred the heavens and the earth.
In a daze, Zhu Haomiao felt as if the entire world was toppling toward him, an irresistible pressure from the heavens and the earth weighing on him, as if intending to crush him into dust.
The Child of Destiny!
