Yang Yan quickly tidied up his slightly chaotic thoughts and glanced at his opponent.
It seemed as if he was truly favored by the Heavenly Dao, as his opponent only had the strength of a Half-Step Saint...
However, Yang Yan would not let his guard down because of this.
After all, those who could come here, even if they were at the bottom of the Ten Thousand Races' elite, must have their own reliance.
Golden light flashed, and the World-Ending Demon Spear appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Yang Yan swung the spear, and the shadow of the Demon God manifested.
The opponent's cultivator's face changed drastically, clearly not expecting Yang Yan to attack without warning.
In panic, he frantically pushed power in front of him, laying down various defensive measures.
This cultivator was present when the Celestial Venerable died, and his heart was filled with fear towards Yang Yan who could kill such a powerful being.
