But when it came to terrifying appearances, Xi Qu really couldn't compare to Gu Diao.
After all, Xi Qu looked somewhat like an ox.
Judging by its appearance alone, you could still make out a hint of an ox's simple, honest nature in its face.
Though there was nothing simple or honest about it in the slightest.
Xiao Xiao stroked Little White Fox, who was still laughing.
How had he never realized before that this monster had such a low threshold for laughter?
It had been laughing for so long!
He shook his head with a quiet, amused smile and looked at Xi Qu, who was charging fiercely at Gu Diao again. "It's almost over."
Gu Diao met the attack without the slightest intention of backing down.
It plunged from high above, its huge wings tearing through the air with a shrill screech.
Black flames suddenly surged around it, sparks flew in every direction, and an intensely dangerous aura spread through the air.
In its crimson eyes, a blood-red sky seemed to stretch without end.
Beneath that oppressive, suffocating sky lay mountains of corpses and seas of blood, thick blood slowly flowing and spreading.
In a daze, Xi Qu felt as if it had become one of the bodies in that heap.
It stared blankly at the blood-red sky, which seemed about to press down on it.
Boundless baleful energy and killing intent made it tremble. It desperately tried to flee, but couldn't move. All it could do was endure helplessly, feeling its body fall apart.
"Wah!"
Xi Qu cried out and jolted free of the illusion.
Before it could even breathe a sigh of relief, a bone-chilling sense of danger enveloped it. Instinctively, it tried to roll away again—
"Wah!"
It let out a piercing scream as