"Dead! That beast is finally dead!"
"Hahaha! Qin Hao, do you see that? This is what you get for crossing us!"
Di Yuannan burst into wild laughter at the sight.
A strange, cold smile also crept onto Mo Heyue's lips.
He looked at Qin Hao indifferently, his voice icy. "With that Cloudwing Beast around, killing you would have taken some effort. But now..."
"What can you possibly fight me with?"
Mo Heyue sneered.
Dead?
Little One died beneath the volcano's lava because he was helping me?
Qin Hao stood frozen, as though he had lost his mind.
Then...
A dense malevolent aura erupted from him.
It was a peculiar emotion woven from anger, grief, pain, and countless other feelings.
"Di Yuannan!!!"
Qin Hao slowly turned, his eyes blood-red.
He stared fixedly at Di Yuannan, a heaven-shaking killing intent suffusing his entire body.
Just moments ago.
Had Di Yuannan not stopped him, Qin Hao had been certain he could save the Cloudwing Beast.
"Die! I want you dead!"
Qin Hao went completely berserk. He leaped up, utterly disregarding the lava erupting around him, and lunged toward Di Yuannan.
Almost simultaneously, the wild laughter froze on Di Yuannan's face.
A chilling dread rose within him.
It felt as though he would surely die the moment Qin Hao reached him.
He's lost it! Qin Hao has lost it!
Di Yuannan's heart lurched.
He had exchanged blows with Qin Hao before.
Yet a single punch from Qin Hao had injured him!
Now that Qin Hao had gone berserk, he had no chance of holding him off.
Run!
Di Yuannan dared not meet Qin Hao head-on. He turned and fled without hesitation, roaring with an ashen face, "Stop him! Mo Heyue, stop him now!"
"As long as you stop him, I can help you in