"So you were the one who killed my son! I was just worrying about where to find you, yet you delivered yourself right to my door. Heaven truly favors me! Not only will I obtain the Fusang Divine Tree, I can slaughter my enemy with my own hands. Hahaha..."
Ji Hao gave a bored yawn. "What a load of hot air!"
It was only because Ji Hao had not shown his face when he suppressed the Yin God deity that the Crow King did not know he was that chaotic body. Otherwise, how could a mere Crow King dare bare his teeth at him? He would have fled for his life with his tail between his legs long ago.
As for his son, what was that worth?
"Come, I'll send you on your way!"
"A family ought to stay together, every last one!" Ji Hao said, rolling up his cuffs.
"Insolence!"
The Crow King drove the Great Saint's phantom into action. Dark clouds roiled through the sky, demonic mist surged, and Heaven and Earth fell into pitch-black darkness, as though they had returned to the Primeval Era. A golden figure stood amid the clouds, his eyes terrifying, more dazzling than the sun!
"Ah, the sooner I finish this fight, the sooner I can establish my disciple's foundation!"
The moment he acted, the universe trembled in every direction. He stepped forward, and with a single thought, the essence of Heaven and Earth gathered toward his Divine Sense. The heaven-defying might that surged forth shook the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, reaching even the remotest corners.
The Golden Crow Tribe's Primordial Killing Formation had originally targeted Ye Fan, but it had trapped the Solar Ancient Emperor within it as well. Dark clouds rolled, black mist surged, and a golden Great Saint manifested