Wei Fan guessed that Qi Daozhen had likely gone into hiding, focusing on becoming an Emperor like Xuanyuan Peak, or seeking a solution to the problem with the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm. He just did not know whether Qi Daozhen had resolved it by now.
Of course, these guesses might not have been true, but one thing was certain: he could get nothing useful from the Purple Whisker Dragon Emperor.
"You can die now!"
A cold glint shot from Wei Fan's eyes, his killing intent turning razor-sharp as his battle blood burned. Since the Purple Whisker Dragon Emperor could provide no information, there was no reason for him to keep living.
Boom!
The Great Dao Runes on the Wind Thunder Wings blazed brilliantly, making the laws of heaven and earth tremble. Bolts of lightning as thick as water barrels tore through the sky, while a scorching heat capable of boiling seas and incinerating heavens surged through the starry void.
"You think this Emperor is the White Crane Demon Emperor? I followed Qi Daozhen for so many years—did you think I would not guard against something like this?"
The Purple Whisker Dragon Emperor let out a long roar. Divine light shone from his body as a suit of divine armor swiftly emerged.
His fear of Qi Daozhen ran deep. Even after leaving Qi Daozhen for ten thousand years, he had specifically forged divine armor capable of defending against the Wind Thunder Wings, for he knew well how greatly the wind and thunder power born from the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm harmed demons and fiends.
If the White Crane Demon Emperor had not first been wounded by the power of wind and thunder, he would not have died so quickly.
Boom!
Lightning blasted into his body. Though he