Hahaha!!!!
Under the crushing weight of absolute strength, everything is futile.
Massive amounts of grayish-white bone powder flowed and surged across the earth like a roaring river, rushing toward a skeleton radiating a strange, black aura. He was like a bottomless black hole; no matter how many waves of bone powder formed, they could never fill him.
As the bone powder poured into his body, his physical size did not change at all, but the aura radiating from him grew increasingly terrifying. That oppressive force made people's hearts chill, and the aura he emitted every moment, even a kilometer apart, made people feel a hair-raising, icy Yin Energy.
Hehehe!!!
I am the strongest, Gu Song.
I am the first to reach the Mortal Realm Eighth Layer, hahahaha!!!!
The peerless king of the demonic path, Heavenly Demon, is nothing special. The harsh voice emanated from deep within his bones. For those with weak mental power, hearing his voice—let alone grasping his meaning—was enough to make them faint and fall into a nightmare from which they would never wake up, unless their willpower was exceptionally tenacious.
The light shining within the eye sockets of the pale skeleton grew increasingly eerie and cold.
In the distance, the battle between Zhao Yun and Tang Fei had stopped at some unknown point. The two of them tacitly separated, and Zhao Yun appeared upon Wang Ming's Bronze Chariot to stand guard for Wang Ming.
Tang Fei's junior sisters also gathered around her successively, huddling together for warmth to counter the impending crisis.
Master Sister!
Tang Fei turned her head to glance at her five junior sisters beside her, her gaze involuntarily dimming as she said with melancholy, When we set out, I said our nine sisters would return together. I never expected that three sisters would