Chen Luo glanced at King Shouguang above Changjin City, released the Half-Saint Strike in his soul, and stared coldly at Spoka.
He knew King Shouguang's condition. This time, stepping forward might carry a tremendous price.
But King Shouguang had his dignity as well. That dignity would not let him stand by while Chen Luo was surrounded, nor would it allow Chen Luo to refuse.
Thus, he shot into the sky and blocked the Garuda King!
"I'm a little angry." Chen Luo's voice was icy. "Are you ready to be beaten to death by me, Spoka?"
Spoka's face darkened. He had heard King Shouguang's shout and frowned. "King Fengdu? Is he a newly conferred prince?"
"Newly favored, and already so arrogant. I only lost my Dharma body, but I'm still in the Five Decay Realm. I have two First Rank Bodhisattvas here as well. Do you think you can win?"
"Besides, King Shouguang won't be able to stop the Garuda King for long!"
"It'll be enough to kill you!" Chen Luo snorted, transforming into a bolt of lightning as he lunged at Spoka and the two First Rank Bodhisattvas!
At that very moment, above Changjin City, two auras collided, forming tornadoes visible to the naked eye in the air.
The Garuda King had the body of a man and the head of a bird. Two wings spread from his back, each roughly ten feet long. His upper body was bare, and blood-colored runes flickered beneath his skin. His gaze was cold as he looked at King Shouguang before him.
A man with half a body!
He was powerfully built and solemn-faced. Yet the vermilion royal robe draped over King Shouguang appeared extraordinarily loose. It was not that the robe was ill-fitting; King Shouguang himself now had only half a body.