"Shu Feng, you damned beast! To think you were using me!"
The Lord of the Origin let out a pained shriek. Riding the terrifying momentum from Shu Feng's slash, he dove frantically for the Magic Staff on the ground. He now realized Shu Feng had been hiding in his shadow all along, just to use him to clear a path.
But as long as the Lord of the Origin could get his hands on the Seven-Colored Divine Staff, he could reverse the entire situation and turn the tables.
Ripples shimmered as the Tyrant emerged from the void. It instantly unleashed the terrifying aura of a Lower-level Demon King, its claw wreathed in horrific Demonic Qi as it slammed viciously toward the Lord of the Origin.
"A Lower-Rank Demon King! Primordial Spear!"
The Lord of the Origin's expression changed drastically. He retreated rapidly, frantically Burning Divine Power to cast a Divine Art.
A Primordial Spear, said to be able to pierce through anything, materialized and shot toward the Tyrant.
BOOM!
