Primordial Gods and Devils Battlefield!

A streak of golden light exploded in the air, transforming into billions of strands of mystic power that tore through the void and flashed brilliantly.

Kun Junxu's entire body looked as though it had been cast in molten gold, exuding a terrifying might that could shatter hearts.

Large patches of golden feathers seeped from his skin, while his pair of golden pupils seemed fractured, making him look exceptionally savage and terrifying.

"You killed my avatar! Dug out my blood crystal! This is an irreconcilable, life-and-death hatred!"

"I will definitely kill you, ahhh!"

A figure strode into the side hall, his astonished gaze falling upon Kun Junxu.

"Third Brother, why are you so crazed?"

The speaker wore a long white-gold robe, with a lock of red hair falling beside his left temple. His gaze was like a dragon's, carrying immense authority.

He was Kun Junxu's second brother, the Kun Lineage's Second Prince, Kun Bingheng.

Kun Junxu restrained his boundless Killing Intent and said through gritted teeth:

"I originally sent Xiahou Li to the Sacred Land of Mystic Light to bring back their Holy Maiden as a medicinal catalyst. Who would have thought that Xiahou Li would be killed by the Mystic Light Ancestor?"

"Just as I was about to kill the Mystic Light Ancestor and devour the Sacred Land of Mystic Light, the Emperor Consort of the Northern Profound Heaven appeared. Not only did he kill my avatar, he even dug out its blood crystal!"

"That brat is utterly arrogant. I can endure no more!"

Kun Bingheng narrowed his eyes. "Did you tell him who you were?"

"Of course!" Kun Junxu's teeth ground together with a creak. "Yet that brat still attacked without the slightest hesitation. He did not even let me finish speaking!"

Kun Bingheng let out a long breath