Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

Under extreme rage, even Mr. Rui's usually gentle face began to twist. Although he was naked, he didn't care about exposing himself to others, especially since there were flames concealing him. He wasn't worried about being seen. His eyes, devoid of any emotion, stared at Doro standing in front of him. The aura emitted from him was a cold and sharp killing intent, one that almost suffocated others. He silently took a step forward, and the killing intent on his body suddenly erupted, instantly covering the entire mountaintop.

Everyone still fighting, whether ordinary people or Superpower Users, felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, their bodies involuntarily trembling. Those with slightly weaker psychological endurance even fell to the ground with a thud, immediately soaking a large area of their pants. For Superpower Users, the sensation of killing intent was even more intense than for ordinary people. They felt as though they were facing a primeval beast and developed a direct desire to die, without even a thought of resisting.

Riyor and Yiyin, who were chasing each other inside, suddenly paused their quick movements when they felt the killing intent released by Mr. Rui. Both fell from the treetops to the ground almost simultaneously. This sudden killing intent made them feel as though the energy in their bodies had instantly lost control, and it was precisely because of this that they couldn't stop themselves from falling from the trees.

Riyor immediately judged that this intense killing intent was emitted by Mr. Rui, but knowing and being able to resist were two different matters. After lying on the ground for a while, he finally managed to marshal a tiny bit of strength within himself, using the Wind Force to gradually push the near-condensed energy, allowing him to slowly regain control of his body. Struggling to get up from the ground, Riyor found that his clothes were completely soaked with cold sweat, his entire body wet.

Meanwhile, the chasing Yiyin wasn't faring much better. Although he also sat up from the ground, he was slightly gasping for breath, cold sweat continuously pouring from his forehead and dripping down. He looked at Riyor not far away, wanting to rush up and strike him hard, but he couldn't do it now. Although he had regained control of his body, the overwhelming killing intent made his movement extremely difficult. He had no doubt that if he made any slight movement, it would immediately attract the attack from the one emitting the killing intent. This was a feeling from the depths of his heart, though he didn't know that Mr. Rui's killing intent wasn't actually aimed at him.

He speculated in his heart what kind of person could possess such terrifying killing intent, while his fear grew continuously over time. He clearly felt that he was completely unable to resist this killing intent. If he were really to face such a person, he would choose to flee at the first moment. However, it was uncertain whether he would indeed have the chance to escape when the time came.

Everyone on the mountaintop was intimidated by Mr. Rui's killing intent, even Doro, who was prepared and directly facing Mr. Rui. Although he forced himself to remain calm, his panicked eyes betrayed him. A bead of cold sweat formed on his forehead, flowed down his cheek, and dropped to the ground with a plop. In the deathly silence, the originally negligible sound became so piercing.

Gulp, uncontrollably, Doro swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He didn't expect Mr. Rui's killing intent to be so terrifying. Before even making a move, it had already completely subdued him, just like before. Thinking of the past, the panic in Doro's eyes receded like the tide, and a fierce expression appeared on his scarred face. He restrained his urge to escape and began to gather his inner strength while also unleashing his own killing intent. Doro was, after all, a master, a notoriously fierce person. Every dangerously aggressive individual would carry some killing intent, and Doro was no exception.

By using his internal energy to stimulate the killing intent within himself, Doro's figure, under the cover of flames, became somewhat blurred. Under the invisible pressure, the flames around Doro slightly twisted, but this didn't affect his release of killing intent. A faint killing intent emanated from him. Although it couldn't compare to Mr. Rui's vast ocean-like killing intent, Doro's killing intent wasn't bad either, at least allowing him to regain his ability to move freely rather than standing there awaiting death.

Mr. Rui's face twisted, his eyes entirely covered by flames of anger. The flames around him became almost tangible from the excessively concentrated energy. He opened his right hand and lightly grasped, and a head-sized fireball appeared in his palm. His five fingers moved slightly, and the fireball agilely floated up, circled around Mr. Rui, and then flew directly towards Doro. Mr. Rui had no intention of reminiscing with Doro, especially after Doro had made such a terrifying cut across his chest.

He couldn't even remember how many years it had been since he last got injured, let alone the color of blood.

His flame-filled eyes emitted a Cold Ice-like aura, as he coldly observed the fireball speeding towards Doro. His five fingers moved slightly again, and with a tearing sound, the originally head-sized fireball suddenly split into five fist-sized fireballs, hurtling towards Doro from five directions.

The power of these fireballs wasn't great; given Mr. Rui's strength, they couldn't even be considered formidable. But even weak fireballs were not to be underestimated by Doro. After tightening the grip on his blade, he quickly relaxed his hand, exhaling a breath of foul air, and sensing that the pressure around him had significantly lessened, Doro swung his hand holding the blade like a pendulum.

Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish. His hand cut through the air, leaving behind remnants, showing no clear method of his blade wielding, yet shadows of his hand lingered in the air. No one could articulate the speed of his blade, but the five fireballs that nearly approached him all split apart and then flared out with a bang.

Doro's hand continued to sway like a pendulum, as if never changing its motion. Yet a beast-like expression appeared on his fierce face, an expression so savage it seemed inhuman. Doro's mouth slightly opened, slowly exhaling and inhaling, with occasional sparks spewing from his mouth. The flames around him wavered with his hand movements, making it seem as though his entire being was swaying.

Suddenly, he shifted his step and lunged at Mr. Rui as though he had seized an opportunity. His movements were extremely fast, seemingly unaffected by Mr. Rui's killing intent. Just as he got close to Mr. Rui, Doro flicked his hand holding the blade, and his arm shot out like a snake, the knife gleaming with a cold light, slashing directly at Mr. Rui's neck.

Doro's attack came without any warning, and its speed reached an extreme. The remnants of his hand revealed his attack path, a path that made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

As Doro's opponent, Mr. Rui didn't even glance at Doro's attack. His gaze remained cold throughout, his eyes displaying no emotion whatsoever, not even when Doro's blade was near. He didn't blink. Although Doro's blade speed was indeed fast, and the Fire Power on the blade was fully restrained with no energy leaking out, everyone knew his strike was not simple. Yet Mr. Rui showed no sign of emotional change, remaining where he stood, having only taken one step forward. He continued wildly emitting his killing intent, ignoring Doro's incoming assault.

Clink, a crisp sound rang out in the night. The sound emerged suddenly and bizarrely, causing those who heard it to shudder involuntarily. They didn't understand how this sound came about. Yet, Doro, who was attacking Mr. Rui, opened his eyes wide with an incredulous expression. The event unfolding before him slightly exceeded his imagination; he didn't even know how Mr. Rui managed it.