With the Primordial Feathered Wings driven at full power, Qin Hao was no slower than an Eight-Tribulation Sovereign.
But Ancestor Louguo was an Eight-Tribulation Peak Sovereign.
How fast was that claw strike?
Whoosh!
Qin Hao had only just turned sideways. Before he could fully activate the Primordial Feathered Wings, Ancestor Louguo's claw struck his left shoulder.
At the same time, the claw slammed into the Lingxiao Divine Sword in Qin Hao's hand.
Boom!
Rip!
Qin Hao's entire left shoulder went numb. Then, with a tearing sound, a large swath of flesh was sheared away. Worse still, a terrifying force surged through the Lingxiao Divine Sword.
It was utterly unlike the power of Lord Zhiyuan or True Lord Guize. Though it, too, was Great Dao Origin, Ancestor Louguo's was—
A hundred times, even a thousand times more vast and powerful!
"Urgh!"
Qin Hao's expression changed. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was hurled backward, unable to control his body.
Even the Primordial Feathered Wings he had been activating stopped abruptly.
A wound now ran from his left shoulder down his arm, deep into the bone.
Drops of blood scattered, exposing the white bone beneath.
His Life Divine Power had fallen by at least fifty percent in that instant!
Qin Hao drew a deep breath, fury and shock in his eyes.
This Eight-Tribulation Peak Sovereign of the Insect Race could probably Slaying Lord Zhiyuan and True Lord Guize with ease.
Strong.
Far too strong!
He could not withstand him at all.
"You're still alive."
Ancestor Louguo was somewhat surprised, but he was in no hurry. He fixed his gaze on Qin Hao and said coldly in a hoarse voice, "Qin Hao, you brought about Shang'er's death and Slaying countless Myriad Laws Doppelgangers of his. Now it's your turn!"
"Shang Cheng?"