The Next Target

The Alien Race Sacred Lord's face began to show fear.

"How is this possible? How could someone at the Fifth-level Mahayana Realm possess such combat power?"

"If this person is allowed to grow, he will become a disaster for Sky Wolf Star."

"No. This child must be eliminated to prevent future trouble."

"It seems I can only use that move. Even if I die, I'll drag him down with me!"

The Alien Race Sacred Lord's gaze turned resolute as he prepared to unleash a powerful forbidden art.

This forbidden art would completely burn away his strength, allowing him to unleash a terrifying blow.

But the price was that after this single attack, both his body and soul would be annihilated. It was a forbidden art that meant mutual destruction.

The Alien Race Sacred Lord threw back his head and let out a long howl, like a trapped beast fighting for its life or a dying man making a final struggle.

The bones throughout his body crackled, and lava seemed to churn within his flesh and blood.

A destructive aura shot into the sky, shaking the entire universe.

"Burn my origin, sacrifice the stars—Sky Wolf Devours the Heavens!"

The Alien Race Sacred Lord's voice was hoarse and resolute, like a malicious ghost from the Nine Nether Hells, carrying endless resentment and madness.

He waved both hands, moving so fast that the naked eye could barely catch them.

Profound runes flew out of his body one after another, imprinting themselves into the void.

Above the heavens, the winds and clouds changed color. The originally dazzling river of stars turned completely blood-red at that moment.

It seemed as though it had been dyed red with blood, emanating an eerie and terrifying aura.

One illusory star after another trembled violently and gathered toward the