He couldn't help wondering if the White Crane Ancestor had been deliberately messing with them.
How was this anything like an evenly matched fight?
Apart from the Red Ant Demon Ancestor's initial swagger, the entire battle that followed had been a one-sided slaughter.
"Boring. Boring."
All six pairs of eyes, each different in shape, simultaneously began to consider withdrawing.
"Kid, what kind of demonic trick did you use just now? Why did Hong'er suddenly come down with some terrible illness?"
The petite woman who had been the White Crane stared darkly at the burly lion.
It was as though, if his answer failed to satisfy her, she would erupt and strike him down on the spot.
When she had first arrived, the White Crane Ancestor hadn't planned to question him closely. In her eyes, Lion was already a corpse; the only question was when she would decide to kill him.
The White Crane Ancestor had never shown mercy to demons like this one, who so clearly harbored some unspeakable secret or problem.
But now, before sending him to his death, she had to find out exactly what means he had used.
After all, the Red Ant Demon Ancestor was one she had carefully raised at great expense, pouring in abundant resources. She had even intended for her to succeed her one day.
Now she had died without rhyme or reason. Unless she figured out exactly what had happened, the White Crane Ancestor would never be satisfied.
Hearing the petite woman's interrogative words, Luo Yi slowly came to a halt.
He lifted his eyes toward her and saw her staring fixedly in his direction with the pitch-black vertical pupil in the middle of her brow.
"Ah!"
After sighing, he raised the Great Halberd high, his expression blank. "After killing that little