The fury of the Draconid Demigod soared to the heavens, his violent aura so intense that no one dared to look directly at him. He was, after all, the Supreme God of the Lizardmen. With his fall, with the collapse of his Supreme Temple, he understood that today he was utterly defeated.
No matter whether he could kill Li Yao in the end, it couldn't change the Lizardmen's view of him. After all, he was merely a new recruit; killing a new recruit was nothing remarkable, but failing to do so was even more disgraceful.
But no matter what, he held a grudging breath in his heart. He had to kill Li Yao to even just slightly ease his mind.
However, Li Yao continued to ignore his provocations, still standing with hands behind his back, calmly saying, "Your grandpa has always been here, and his ears are still sharp. No need to shout, my rebellious grandson."
