Ye Jun coughed violently, wiping blood from his chin as he strained his blurry, dust-caked eyes toward the figure hovering in the center of the ruined hall.
At first, the golden-red haze obscured his vision.
But as his breathing shallowly evened out, the brutal, sharp contours of the man's face snapped into focus.
The hellish red eyes, the midnight-black beard, the suffocating demonic aura, it was a face that belonged to a nightmare.
He searched his memory frantically, matching the underlying bone structure with someone he knew.
Suddenly, a violent shudder wracked his frame. His eyes bulged in pure terror.
"Y-You... P-Peng Kai..." Ye Jun rasped, his voice cracking before exploding into a terrified scream.
"PENG KAI?!"
Peng Kai threw his head back, his dark laughter echoing off the collapsed pillars like a chorus of damned souls.
"Hahaha! Excellent! I am so glad you still remember the man you drove into the dirt!"
