"Qin Hao, you dare attack me?!"
Lord Zhuyou was shocked and furious.
From beginning to end, he had never imagined Qin Hao would attack him.
After all, they were both members of the Dao Alliance.
That was precisely why Lord Zhuyou, despite desperately wanting to Slaying Qin Hao and seize the Primordial Feathered Wings, had not dared to make a move lightly.
Yet now Qin Hao had struck at him with a sword without the slightest hesitation.
Lord Zhuyou's expression darkened. "Qin Hao, you attacked first! You're a Dao Alliance Disciple, yet you've attacked me for the sake of a Demon Race spy. You—"
He wanted to keep shouting and claim the moral high ground, but the fierce Sword Radiance was already closing in. It was so near that even Lord Zhuyou felt a chill of dread.
This is bad. Retreat!
Lord Zhuyou was startled. He had seen Qin Hao Slaying the Heartless Demon Master with his own eyes, and he knew exactly how strong Qin Hao was.
Even he had to admit that he could not have Slaying the Heartless Demon Master so easily.
He simply had never expected Qin Hao to attack him so decisively—not with so many Dao Alliance Sovereigns present.
Qin Hao said nothing. His fierce Sword Radiance came crashing down.
Lord Zhuyou reacted quickly enough. The instant he sensed danger, he tried to retreat, while Great Dao Power surged around him as he prepared to defend with all his might.
But...
Lord Zhuyou had gravely underestimated the terror of that Demonic Hand, and he had underestimated the power of Qin Hao's sword strike even more.
Even without Great Dao Power, the Demonic Hand's physical strength alone had matched Qin Hao's World Power. Qin Hao had not even been able to break through its defenses.
Only