This voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, seemingly devoid of any lethality or aggression.
However, despite its lightness, the sense of oppression was overwhelming.
Ouya only felt his scalp tingling, and his hair standing on end!
He had absolutely no idea when someone appeared behind him!
What terrified him even more was that the Master of Highest Heaven Tower was indeed still alive and had approached him without anyone noticing.
Ouya's spine went rigid, and he didn't dare to turn his head.
Though his name came from the ninth angel in mythical legends, with power far surpassing mortals, only Ultimate Martial Artists could compare to him in combat.
But after all, he wasn't an angel, nor a god.
His body had been strengthened through the baptism of the Heaven-reaching Tower, but it was still flesh and blood.
"Threatening me with the lives of a thousand people to make me come out?" The voice from behind chuckled softly, "Do you think you're worthy?"
