Ao Qing retreated nonstop, screaming in agony. In the end, even his flesh had been wounded by Lin Bai's sharp sword radiance, and blood streamed from his mouth.
Yet his eyes grew increasingly savage and ferocious, as if he wanted to devour Lin Bai with his gaze.
"I'll tear you into a thousand pieces!"
Furious beyond measure, Ao Qing threw back his head and let out a long roar. Lin Bai felt the spiritual flesh throughout his body separate, while the divine soul within him seemed about to be shaken out of his body.
The Demon Race seems particularly skilled in sonic attacks.
Having gained experience from fighting Old Man Tianfu's soul fragment earlier, Lin Bai had no trouble seeing that the Demon Race possessed extremely profound attainments in the art of roaring.
Their roars all possessed astonishingly powerful killing force.
When Ao Qing's dragon roar arrived, it not only made Lin Bai's eardrums ache and damaged his internal organs, but also gave him the sensation of his spiritual flesh separating.
It was as though a pair of enormous hands were forcibly tearing Lin Bai's body and soul apart at the same time.
Compared with the Demon Race, the human race was much weaker in this regard.
Although the human race also possessed many mystic arts involving sonic attacks, their might was far inferior to that of the Demon Race.
While Lin Bai was enduring the agony of his "spiritual flesh separating," Ao Qing swung his dragon tail again and charged toward him.
The enormous force slammed into Lin Bai's chest, smashing the three-layered sword formation apart. Fortunately, the defensive light screen of the Sea God Pearl blocked it. Otherwise, that impact would have left Lin Bai seriously wounded.
Having learned from his earlier mistake, Ao Qing no longer dared