Amid the ruins in the mountains, Shi Yuan stood high above, looking down at the man who had tracked him here.
"Come and become my food!"
A mere Body Refining Eighth Layer warrior was beneath his notice. He was a Demon King of the Golden Lion Clan, here as well for the Holy Son Selection trial. The ones he intended to kill were Martial King Ninth Layer experts from the Demon Hunter Organization. A Martial King at the Eighth Layer like this would not earn him even a single point.
As a peak Demon King, his blood qi and origin were undamaged. He could even fight a Sacred Sect Holy Son, and he had every reason to be proud and composed.
He did not even rise. With a casual gesture, he struck out with a huge palm, intending to crush the man before him to death.
After eating this one, I should take the initiative and hunt. The aura I released earlier seemed a little too strong—too few have come here to die!
Shi Yuan still had the leisure to think such thoughts.
The giant hand crushed the air, shaking the mountains and kicking up a vast cloud of dust. Blinding golden light rose from the mountains, as though a sun had fallen here.
"Eating people in front of me?" A chill flashed through Wei Fan's eyes. He bent his legs and sprang from the ground, his body shooting skyward like a cannonball.
"What?" Shi Yuan's pupils contracted. Startled, he rose from the boulder. "What powerful vitality! This is a supreme human-shaped great medicine."
Above the head of the man he had not taken seriously, blood qi now surged forth like a boundless ocean, blotting out the sky and covering the mountains.
Boom!
The outstretched giant hand exploded halfway through