That blazing radiance looked as though he feared no one would notice him. Combined with that distinctive divine bearing, one could tell at a glance that he was a subordinate of the Heavenly Emperor Tai Hao.
There was nothing to say. Just do it.
Since they had already become enemies, there was no need to put on airs.
Shura had long been unable to hold himself back, but remembering how his reckless impulsiveness had nearly ruined everything last time, he decided to ask first.
Now that Qin Yang had said as much, what was there left to hesitate over?
Shura directly drew the Spinal Bone Sword. Like a ferocious beast bursting from its cage, he transformed into a streak of black light and charged out.
Qin Yang lowered his eyelids slightly, took a swift step, and turned into an afterimage as he pursued him closely.
Judging merely by the aura of revival, Qin Yang estimated that this Star Lord Ju Yao's frontal combat strength definitely surpassed that gray Bald Head's by no small margin.
If he were allowed to recover for a while, given the current state of the World of the Dead, this fellow would certainly become one of the foremost powerhouses.
Yet right now, he was merely a drowned dog whose body and power had just revived, while his consciousness had yet to awaken.
If they did not seize this chance to crush him to death, they would have to be out of their minds.
Light and heat bloomed without restraint. The surface of that enormous body rolled like a blazing sun, its power rising in a straight line as fluctuations of consciousness began to emerge. This fellow was about to awaken.
Ao Bai carried the Yuan Qiao stone stele on his back. Combined with his massive body