Thunder roared as thick pillars of lightning, enough to illuminate the entire Southern Barbarians, descended from the heavens and struck San Long's colossal body.
In an instant, his dragon body, capable of withstanding every injury in the world, became like papier-mâché beneath that lightning and was effortlessly pierced through.
His agonized roar spread throughout the Southern Barbarians. Every Magic Beast within the Southern Barbarians rainforest, whether Beast Emperor or the lowliest wild animal, cowered and trembled within its nest.
Seeing this, Chen Cheng sighed.
"Damn it, did the BL Lock have to make it this brutal?"
"I think you should stop worrying about him first. We're far from safe yet."
Crimson Ray spoke up to remind him.
Along with Crimson Ray's words came an angry roar.
"Stay right there!"
At that moment, Annam chased after them, brandishing the axe in his hand.
Without the Military Formation's influence, Annam was no longer predictable in Chen Cheng's eyes. Feeling the utterly undisguised aura emanating from him, Chen Cheng narrowed his eyes.
"Beloved minister, what is the meaning of this? Could it be that you wish to escort Us?"
While using words to hold him back, Chen Cheng was also gathering the Divine Power within his body, replenishing his aged shell once more.
However, Annam merely grinned ferociously.
"You two should obediently remain here. Otherwise, my axe doesn't recognize people."
Though Annam was normally exceedingly rash, he also knew that the best outcome would naturally be avoiding a fight with Chen Cheng.
At this moment, Crimson Ray frowned.
"You should pick someone else."
Annam thought Crimson Ray was begging him for mercy, and he grinned savagely.
"Pick someone else? You're a strange one. Once I catch you, perhaps I can find out just what kind of damned thing you are."
But Chen Cheng