Seeing that black-eyed Beck was somewhat afraid of the Primordial Yang Divine Lamp's light, Tang Changsheng chuckled and stepped forward. "I don't know what you are—a god or a demon. Judging by the black mist in your eyes, your spirit must be controlling this body. That grotesque look might scare others, but it won't scare me!
"If you were here in your true body, I might fear you a little. But right now, you're only a fragment lodged inside a human body. You think that's enough to deal with me? You're looking down on me far too much."
He spoke with a hint of mockery, like a cat toying with a mouse.
Sure enough, Black-Eyed Beck flew into a rage. "No, no! You're wrong! This world has already been... by us... You can't be this powerful..."
This world has already been... by us... Tang Changsheng turned the words over in his mind. Suddenly, his heart began to pound. He felt as though he had brushed against a staggering secret.
Could this strange thing truly have something to do with the Heaven and Earth Cataclysm?
Tang Changsheng did not know what stood before him, whether it was a god or a demon. But he knew one thing clearly: it was no human.
It could not even be a demon beast, a being that at least possessed a physical body!
In any case, just as Tang Changsheng's interest stirred, Black-Eyed Beck moved. He lunged, clawing at Tang Changsheng's chest.
Those sharp claws were more than enough to rip him open.
But he had barely reached out when Tang Changsheng struck too, catching Black-Eyed Beck's claw in one hand.
Black-Eyed Beck's spirit now controlled his body, giving him boundless strength, yet Tang Changsheng had seized him in a single grip.
Before Black-Eyed Beck