The shouts spread like wildfire, and though you didn't understand what they were yelling, you noticed the atmosphere among the crowd shift from fervor to anger. You quickly realized the reason for their anger: it was you.
They pounced on you, grabbed at you, and bit at you. Faced with a horde of frenzied creatures, almost like zombies, and the surrounding roar of voices echoing like a surging sea, you knew you were in trouble.
Without hesitation, you drew your sword and unleashed a flash of light. At this moment, there was no time to think. Blood rained down ahead, and in an instant, blood, entrails, and broken bones burst forth from human bodies. Bathed in blood, you charged forward, striding away from the crowd.
[Martial artists can already cut through armies of ten thousand and kill thousands of ordinary soldiers. You are also a formidable figure among martial artists, confident that once you decide to run, even an army of one hundred thousand cannot stop you!]
[Just as you were about to leave the sacrificial site, you passed a priest on the outskirts while fleeing. He saw your face clearly, then let out several long howls towards the altar, shouting out various incomprehensible syllables.]
Your expression changed. The priest's voice was booming, and as he roared, his body shimmered with powerful energy. He was a martial artist, a top-tier first-class or martial arts master!
If a priest on the periphery of the ritual possesses such martial arts prowess, what about the high priest presiding over the ceremony?
[You've fully entered your explosive state, running at full speed and unleashing your full power. Going any further would be depleting your potential and foundation.]
"Eastern-Region-People!" The roar, like thunder, reverberated in your ears from a thousand meters away. The priests, who had been standing atop the altar like representatives of the gods, looking down upon the chaos below, were unusually enraged.
【Maru La! He's a Grandmaster!】
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