"...Why are the bones shattered like this?"
Huangfu Yi glanced at the corpse on the ground and immediately recognized the bronze axe in the left hand and the Demon Horn in the right. Uh, wasn't this person just...
"Hehehe! Little clown! Run, run, run! Can you escape from grandpa's palm?!"
"Whoa—!"
Huangfu Yi looked up and saw, amidst a deafening roar that shook the heavens and earth, a person flying straight out of the clouds.
Goodness, they are really flying! The person grew wings!!
Huangfu Yi was startled, squinting his eyes for a clearer look at the figure in the sky, who was indeed exuding overwhelming dominance!
There he was, clad in Mystic Iron Lion Armor, with shoulders adorned with the Vengeful Cloud Swallowing Pattern, wearing the Three-Edged Ghost Face Helmet, his hair like a chisel splitting the heavens. Feet shod in Meteorite Iron Fang Boots, leaving a path where the earth seemed to quake and crumble!
