The bird-headed, human-bodied monster descended through the air and stomped a foot straight at Wang Xuan's face.
He was like a heavenly sun hanging in the sky, divine radiance shining upon his entire body and illuminating the pitch-black Cosmic Void.
Judging by the bird-headed, human-bodied monster's arrogance and way of doing things, Wang Xuan felt that even if he were a descendant of Wu or You, he would not show mercy today.
What kind of rotten habit was this? Kind words did not work at all. Then there was only one option: hit hard, hit ruthlessly, hit to kill. Blow him up first and talk later.
Wang Xuan vanished from where he stood, dodging the kick aimed at his face. His Primordial Spirit manifested anew in midair, and he reached out with his right hand to seize the other's neck.
The "Divine King's" body was dazzling silver-white. Five pairs of silver wings swelled outward, divine splendor blazing into the heavens as they slashed apart the void like two rows of blades, cutting toward Wang Xuan's palm.
Wang Xuan's right hand was incomparably resplendent, as though Sun and Moon Stars were revolving within it and forming a sword wheel, with his palm and fingers at its very center.
As he struck, it was like a sword wheel erupting time and again, clashing head-on with the other's five pairs of silver divine wings and producing astonishing Dao Rhyme Collision sounds.
Silver light slashed apart the deep sky, while sword light tore open the black canopy of heaven with ringing clangs. Those were the terrifying Sound of Rules produced as the sword wheel and silver wings continuously cut at one another.
The bird-headed, human-bodied monster styled himself the future Divine King, so he was naturally brimming with confidence. Yet now he was greatly