'You want to die? As if I'd give you the chance!'
Chief Ba's expression darkened. Most of his power was already dedicated to binding Zhou Yuanjue and Jiang Jiushan, so he could only spare a fraction of it. He transformed that energy into a multitude of shadowy spikes that erupted from the ground, shooting toward the dark figure.
Though it wasn't much power, it should have been more than enough to shatter the Spirit of a worthless creature who had gained strength only by merging with a defective member of the Celestial Race.
However, reality defied his expectations.
Not only was the figure not stopped, but he continued to press forward relentlessly.
Tang Chen's eyes were filled with a resolute and unwavering determination.
'I am a Warrior.'
'Some deaths are lighter than a feather, others heavier than Mount Tai.'
'A Warrior should die on the charge, for his beliefs and his duty.'
'There are things I desire more than life, and things I loathe more than death.'
