"Ming Sword, Ming Ye, sever."
Taiyuan roared in fury. His pupils turned utterly black, and his entire figure became bewitchingly sinister, wrapped in black radiance that was terrifying beyond measure.
Boom-crack.
A jet-black sword light surged up from the ground, then crashed back down with a thunderous roar, shattering countless skeletons to pieces.
Though they had been scattered apart, a closer look revealed that not a single mark had been left on the bones. Yet before long, the skeletons reassembled themselves.
"No way, right? You can't beat me, so you're cheating? Is this even playable?"
Taiyuan's eyes widened, his mouth hanging open. No way, no way? You can't beat me, so you turn on cheats? Damn you.
Suddenly, another deafening boom rang out. A huge crater appeared behind Taiyuan, smoke and dust spreading for several zhang. Once the dust settled, Little Red lay miserably at the center of the pit.
Several of the fiery-red feathers all over its body had been knocked loose.
"Can you even do this?"
Seeing this, Taiyuan swiftly retreated to Little Red's side and mocked it.
"You couldn't even beat that guy while he's sealed. If he weren't sealed, wouldn't he beat you to death with two punches?"
Seeing that Little Red still had not recovered, Taiyuan continued to rub salt in the wound.
"Damn it, I was only careless. At his peak, this guy was definitely a peak Heavenly Lord expert. Kid, watch closely. See how your Uncle Red kills him."
Hearing Taiyuan's tone, rage surged through Little Red's chest. Fiery-red flames once more covered its entire body, flames filling its eyes as well, making it look extraordinarily divine and strange.
"Shriek!"
Little Red cried out and shot rapidly toward the Behemoth. The Behemoth was covered in wounds, terrifying gashes crisscrossing its body, all inflicted