Seeing Lin Aotian steal the spotlight, Luo Kewang could no longer hold back.
"You little thief! Don't get cocky!"
With that, he flew toward him.
Lin Aotian looked at the newcomer, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"So it's you. Good! It's time I settled the score for these past ten years!"
To Lin Aotian, Luo Kewang was his greatest enemy.
After all, everything he had suffered had begun when he met Luo Kewang.
If not for Luo Kewang, he would still be the genius of the Human Race, its pride and joy.
It was Luo Kewang who had taken all that away from him.
The two soon clashed in the sky.
The shockwaves from their battle put immense pressure on everyone atop the city wall. With the Doomsday Cult's followers attacking from behind as well, the wall soon fell.
As Ancestral Flame City was breached, Luo Kewang grew anxious. He still had not managed to defeat Lin Aotian.
How had this guy gotten so strong?
Luo Kewang had needed the resources of several families to reach his current level. Yet this man spent every day playing at being mysterious and had somehow become just as powerful.
He really is the protagonist I remember.
Then Lin Aotian put more force into a blow, driving Luo Kewang back. "You won't get away this time!"
The next moment, numerous members of the Doomsday Cult arrived at his side.
Clearly, the Doomsday Cult had other War Gods among its ranks.
Seeing the situation turn against him, Luo Kewang immediately looked for a way to escape.
He also spotted his subordinates and An Xiaochen trapped on a section of the wall, surrounded by Demon Beasts.
Anxiety surged through him.
Just then, the Immortals of the Tang Dynasty finally began to exert their