Chapter 5676

The sonic tide hammered the tattered great hall until its bones quivered; disciples of the Nethergate Sect with weaker cultivation bled from ears and nose before collapsing like felled wheat.

Across the giant’s bronze skin, veins bulged like furious serpents while his battered copper armor screeched and cracked against muscles straining for release.

A torrent even wilder than before detonated around him-chaotic, ancient, smelling of forgotten epochs-and the marble beneath his feet spider-webbed outward.

“Vermin!” he rasped, the words grinding out like rusted gears. “I… will kill you.”

The threat was coarse and halting, as though he had forgotten the taste of speech, yet the murderous intent inside each syllable almost took physical shape.

To be repelled by a youngster of the Human Immortal Realm-a creature he deemed beneath notice-was a humiliation he could not swallow.

The hall shook as a thunderous blast answered his fury.