Chapter 696 Slaying Esteban

• “Ah!” A guttural cry tore from Esteban's throat. Clutching his ruined eye, he staggered backward, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. Low groans of pain escaped his lips as his entire body trembled violently. The searing agony was unbearable—like having his very soul ripped apart.
• The room fell into stunned silence upon witnessing that.
• This wasn't just some low-level cultivator—this was Esteban, one of the four prodigies of the Demon God Tribe. It was said that his combat prowess rivaled those in the Late Stage of the Great Ascension Phase.