The old barbaric bull, gleaming bright green, its fur as smooth as satin, slowly rose to its feet. Its bones crackled as it transformed into a hulking giant with horns on his head.
His bull eyes, bull nose, and the like remained, making him resemble a great Eastern Wasteland demon that had not fully taken human form. Black aura swirled from his mouth and nostrils, while demonic energy shot into the sky.
"Please, Lord Bull God King, take action. Kill this boy and reclaim the Divine Spirit Ancient Scripture."
Yin Tiande had never been so furious. With clasped hands, he requested help from this great demon figure recorded in pre-Qin bamboo slips, the beloved mount of an extraterrestrial visitor.
Tear him apart! Rip him to pieces completely!
The one-hour limit had not yet expired. Bull God King could still fight.
With merely a single king-level incarnation, Bull God King could battle five perfected kings without falling into the slightest disadvantage. No matter how powerful Eastern Saint was, even if he could rival Yin Tiande himself, he would absolutely be unable to withstand Bull God King's frenzied assault.
Old Green Ox shook his head. Contrary to his usual behavior, he swung his massive bovine head in refusal. "No. As the current master of Eight Views Palace, forgive me, but I cannot agree to your request."
"Why? I am the inheritor of the lineage of that extraterrestrial supreme expert called Laozi. As his supreme mount, you should be protecting me."
Yin Tiande was somewhat bewildered and questioned him repeatedly.
"Because, like us, he came from the other end of the starry sky—from ancient Jiuzhou, ancient China, the Central Lands. He is a descendant of Yan and Huang."
Old Green Ox cast Ye Fan a complicated glance.
After drifting through the stars with