It let out a shriek, and Lei Dong was startled as well. Inheriting the Emperor Devil Seed of the ancient Devil Emperor was one of his greatest secrets. Even his wife, Ding Wanyan, didn't know about it. So how had this Winged God Clan member found out?
Before he could react, the black-winged Winged God Person's expression changed dramatically again. "No, no, you're not the Devil Emperor. You're just a puny Foundation Establishment cultivator." He looked as though he'd just escaped a calamity, and let out a huge sigh of relief. Then he glared at Lei Dong with a savage expression and cackled. "Boy, hand over your Living Soul like a good little servant. I haven't devoured a Living Soul in a very, very long time."
"Your Excellency?" Lei Dong's heart gave a small twitch. He narrowed his eyes at the man and sneered. "With your meager strength, you think you're worthy of calling yourself that?" There were rules about how one addressed oneself in the Cultivation World. Usually, only Nascent Soul cultivators called themselves "Your Excellency." Using the title improperly would only invite ridicule.
"Arrogant brat!" The Winged God Person seemed to have been provoked, his emotions wildly unstable. He brought his hands together, and a white beam of light shot from his palms, roaring toward Lei Dong with tremendous force.
Even if the man wasn't a Nascent Soul cultivator and was merely at Golden Core Late Stage, Lei Dong knew he was no match for him. He swept his Asura Wings hard. Because of the environment, he could only teleport a dozen or so zhang away, but that was enough. The beam slammed into the sand, sending grit flying everywhere as it blasted out a massive crater.
Lei Dong didn't dare linger. He mounted the Evil Ghost Banner