The Oriole Lurked Behind!

Styx Ancestor stood frozen in the void, his face dark and overcast. His two shrewd little eyes flashed with startling cold light as they swept over everything around him. At this moment, where was there even a trace of Red Cloud in the void?

Humiliation! Utter humiliation! In an instant, Minghe was like a cat that had been toying with a mouse, only to be played by the mouse instead!

Just now, Red Cloud had unleashed his innate divine ability and triggered his Corpse God to self-destruct, causing him no small loss! How could he have imagined that Red Cloud possessed a top-tier defensive Innate Spiritual Treasure capable of withstanding one of his attacks? Only now did he finally put away his playful mindset, his face filled with resentment as he wished he could immediately reduce Red Cloud to ashes!

The two of them were both Quasi-Sect Master-level experts, but one had Severed One Corpse while the other had Severed Two Corpses. Though it might seem like an insignificant difference of one Corpse God, the gap between them simply could not be measured in words!

For someone with the cultivation of Severing Two Corpses to be toyed with by someone who had Severed One Corpse was like an emperor in the mortal world being punched in the face by a commoner. His dignity had been stripped clean away!

"Red Cloud! You're dead! Not even a Saint can save you this time!"

With a furious roar, Styx Ancestor followed the aura Red Cloud's true body had left behind while fleeing. With a single leap, he sped along the traces of air and space!

The flames of fury battered Styx Ancestor's reason. His eyes were bloodshot, and he resembled an ancient ferocious beast choosing someone to devour!

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