From initial uncontrollable fury to panicked helplessness, from desperate resistance to going with the flow, every change took less than a second.
Lian Cheng moved so fast that even the Supreme Lord hanging in mid-air failed to react in time.
And then...
It fucking started suffering!
Nothing had gone smoothly since its descent.
From the beginning, it had been a premature infant. The moment it opened its eyes, it saw the old nest its subordinates had offered it get blown into the sky. Just as it was about to fly into a rage, it saw some little shrimp pull out some ghostly thing—and that very thing pinned it to the ground and gave it a vicious beating. It had not even had time to resist.
And then, the fucking backstab came!
In that instant, the Bone Wheel in the sky shuddered violently and let out a shrill, miserable cry, like an enraged howl and a terrified roar. No one could make out what it was saying, but they all felt that it must have been swearing obscenely.
Very obscenely.
Within this still-underdeveloped body, it was as though a gigantic mouth had suddenly appeared—a greedy maw, ravenously sucking... Like squeezing a milk carton, it latched onto something even more vital to it than blood and the Essence of the Soul, and gulped it down furiously!
In less than a few finger snaps, even the wicked light in Lian Cheng's eyes began to flicker, unable to sustain itself.
Yet the opponent before his eyes had not even a shred of sportsmanship.
It went berserk in an instant!
Amid blazing flames, the Sage projection's myriad hands swept forth. Countless invisible swords cleaved and slashed, sweeping across the Bone Wheel in an instant, Crushing the Old and Rotten!
Like hammering iron, sparks splattered.
Savage