With a flash of light, Yang Feng flew directly into Anshaluo Star.
"How capable can a mere Saint Spirit Warlock possibly be?"
A faint flash of golden light flickered, and the Golden Bone Great Saint also stopped outside Anshaluo Star. After hesitating for only an instant, he stepped directly into Anshaluo Star.
The Golden Bone Great Saint was a late-stage Great Saint powerhouse, one of the very few standing at the very pinnacle of the Taiyuan Star Region. No matter what hardships or obstacles lay ahead, he was confident he could crush them all with his own power.
"I found you, you damned little human rat!!"
The moment he entered Anshaluo Star, the Golden Bone Great Saint swept out his incomparably vast soul force and locked onto Yang Feng, who stood atop Tian Yuan Mountain.
Yang Feng glanced at the Golden Bone Great Saint, mockery in his eyes. "Golden Bone Great Saint, you actually dared enter my territory. How foolish!!"
"Just because you have a few more Saints, you are this confident? How arrogant!! Heavenly Saint, since you dared kill the Saints of my Golden Bone Race, I will kill every last one of you and use your heads as piss pots!!"
The Golden Bone Great Saint swept his immense soul force around him and easily sensed the Saint-rank Sky Dragon hidden in the heavens.
The Sky Dragon, Jia Shisan, and Yang Feng—three Saint Spirit Warlock-level powerhouses in all. The Golden Bone Great Saint was confident that he could crush everything with his own strength and slaughter all three of them here.
Moreover, the Saints of the Golden Bone Race were continuously rushing here. As long as the Golden Bone Great Saint held them off for a while, he would receive an endless stream of reinforcements.
Yang Feng said, "Golden