Noticing someone riding on his back, Bai Ze instinctively shook his head, trying to throw Lin Qiye off. But Lin Qiye gripped tightly with both hands, showing no intention of letting go.
Amid the storm, the patterns across Bai Ze's body gradually lit up. Surging divine power scorched Lin Qiye's hands. His brows furrowed tightly, rain-soaked black hair hanging over his forehead as a hint of violet crept into his eyes!
Tyrant's Wrath!
The domineering King's Might erupted from Bai Ze's back. His body trembled slightly, and under the crushing pressure of that terrifying aura, his speed gradually slowed.
Bai Ze's blood-red eyes flew open as he let out a low roar. Divine power continuously battered Lin Qiye on his back as he struggled free beneath the King's Might, stubbornly continuing to charge toward the shores of Huaihai City!
As Bai Ze's limbs trampled through the void, the churning waters behind him resembled a tsunami, connecting with the gloomy sky as they surged toward the bustling city district.
Cries of alarm rang out from the streets as pedestrians began fleeing frantically in every direction!
With bloodshot eyes, Bai Ze seemed to be searching for the infant's cry that had sounded earlier. Just as he was about to rush into the city, a clear, resounding song came from behind him!
"The big windmill goes creakity-creak as it turns~~"
The instant the song echoed through the sky, Bai Ze halted, frozen in midair.
Not only Bai Ze, but Baili Pangpang, Cao Yuan, and the others on the ground, as well as the many commanders watching from the valley, all stood stunned in place.
"Who's singing?"
Standing in the rain, Baili Pangpang could not make out where the voice was coming from, especially with Lin Qiye and Bai Ze so high above.
"...I