Chapter 899: Passing Power in Battle

Boom! Bang! A hole blew open in the ancient city wall. Frank Yale tumbled out in a sorry heap and scrambled to his feet, running faster than a rabbit. At that moment, he had none of the lofty bearing of the Heavenly Court's Holy Lord. As shameless as it looked, he had his reasons for running. He did dial his power back-by only about thirty percent. With thirty percent, he could still flatten dozens of foes in the Empty Nether Realm; the trouble was, Bloodlust Hall did not have dozens waiting in...