"Die, die! Yun Chang, how many Ancestral God Commanders of our Demon God Hall did Qin Hao slaughter back then? Even Brother Qiyue died at his hands. Now it's your turn!"
The Wind-Thunder Commander's face twisted viciously, his gaze icy and blazing with murderous intent. Four bolts of demonic qi lightning struck from four directions at once.
They surrounded Yun Chang!
Not only that, dense demonic qi spread around Yun Chang, sealing off every route of escape.
There was nowhere to run!
Seeing the despair and madness on Yun Chang's face, the Wind-Thunder Commander felt an immense surge of satisfaction.
Yun Chang, your day has finally come!
Once I kill Yun Chang, I'll kill Qin Hao too if I get the chance.
The thought of the reward for killing Qin Hao set the Wind-Thunder Commander's heart ablaze.
Demon Venerable Ten Thousand Balefuls had personally issued the Certain-Kill Order.
After all, Demon Venerable Ten Thousand Balefuls was one of the Demon God Hall's three Great Demon Gods. His status was incomparably exalted.
Anyone who completed this task would receive rewards beyond imagination.
If the Wind-Thunder Commander could accomplish it, becoming a Demon King would be child's play.
"Hmm? Yun Chang wants to self-detonate?"
The Wind-Thunder Commander suddenly noticed that the ancestral god power within Yun Chang was surging and gathering wildly.
He was clearly preparing to self-detonate.
The Wind-Thunder Commander sneered. Having fought the Heavenly Palace's Ancestral Gods countless times, he knew cultivators' fighting methods like the back of his hand.
How many Ancestral Gods had tried to self-detonate and take him down with them when they knew they were outmatched? Yet how many had ever truly threatened him?
If Yun Chang had been a Seven-Star Ancestral God, a desperate self-detonation at this moment might have posed a slight threat to