With a single spear thrust capable of bringing down cities, thousands of messages flowed across Yi Chen's eyes as if his vision was being spammed.
But at this moment, there was little joy in Yi Chen's heart.
For his private reasons, as much as for public ones, he was determined to blood-wash the filthy encampment that is the Blood Domain of Beasts today.
In this moment, the Taoist gripped destruction tightly in both hands, his eyes void of anything else, filled only with pure killing intent.
The Nine-headed Lion was ferociously formidable, its cultivation surpassing the Headless Buddha Corpse by a notch, with its Immortal Platform Realm cultivation undisguised. Its form flickered, promptly revealing a mighty Dharma Aspect and in the palm of its hand, a sinister black blade suddenly manifested.
"Haha, Taoist, you've been had!"
