Not long after Yun Zhao's voice trailed off, a cold voice rang out from within the tent.0

"If you don't want to die, then get out of the way."0

The voice wasn't very loud, and it was completely devoid of emotion. The nearby commotion instantly died down, and everyone began looking back and forth hesitantly between the tent and Yun Zhao.0

Yun Zhao was staring intently at the tent in a completely expressionless manner, and it was unclear what he was thinking.0

The atmosphere had suddenly become quite tense.0

"You can talk all you want, but why hide in that tent? If you truly have the power to back up your words, then why not show yourself?" Yun Zhao sneered after a brief silence.0

As soon as his voice trailed off, a streak of gray light flew out of the tent like lightning, appearing in front of Yun Zhao in an instant before piercing directly toward him.0

Yun Zhao's expression changed drastically as he let loose a loud roar, and a layer of black flames emerged over his body.0

Within the black flames were countless twisted human faces that were howling in agony,...0