"Roar!"
"Roar roar..."
Amid the earth-shaking roars, thirteen Golden Yaksha surged forward from various directions, charging towards the Golden-Robed Man with murderous intent...
In comparison, the Golden-Robed Man, whose strength was evidently a tier higher, surprisingly emitted no overwhelming aura. Perhaps this was because his power had reached a level of such refinement that it seemed as if he had returned to simplicity.
However, a lack of imposing aura did not mean a lack of true might. The Tenth Stage was still the Tenth Stage; even a Higher Ninth Stage could not contend against it...
"Boom!"
"Splat..."
The Golden-Robed Man moved at astonishing speed. With a mere shift of his shoulder, he appeared before one Golden Yaksha, raising his hand to deliver a single punch. Instantly, the Yaksha was blasted apart.
The golden crystal from its brain shot out, caught effortlessly by him and stored in a golden pouch at his waist.
"Roar roar..."
"Boom!"
"Rumble rumble..."
