"Boom!"
A deafening crash rang out as the Divine Dragon Tail Whip pulverized the ground beneath Hua Qiang. In the end, not even a scrap of him remained in this world.
Everyone present was stunned, awed by the devastating power of Chen Hao's Divine Dragon Tail Whip.
The people from the Ghost Gate were especially shaken. They knew Hua Qiang's strength well; he easily ranked among their top five. Seeing Chen Hao kill him in a single strike dealt them an enormous blow.
Watching Hua Qiang, who had been at his side for decades, die before him, Gui Jianchou flew into a rage. He switched targets and tried to go after Chen Hao. "You little bastard! I'll kill you!"
But Long Aotian, who was fighting him, would never let him get away. "You old ghoul, your opponent is me!"
Since he had already fallen out completely with Rakshasa, Chen Hao no longer needed to hide his identity. He tore off his mask.
The moment Chen Hao removed his mask, Black Veil of the Yin Gate recognized him. "Chen Hao! So it was you!"
Facing his old opponent, Chen Hao chuckled. "You escaped last time. Let's see if you're that lucky today."
Rakshasa's situation was dire. Gui Jianchou and Yin Buzhou were pinned down by Long Aotian and Long Xiaotian, unable to break away.
The dozens of Rakshasa disciples they had brought varied greatly in strength, and under the combined assault of the Ancient Dragon's eight Elders, more than half had been killed or wounded.
Before long, the Rakshasa forces might be wiped out.
Yet Black Veil showed no fear at all. He sneered. "The goddess of luck only ever stands with the strong."
The moment he finished speaking, two voices rang out overhead.
"Gui Jianchou, thanks for all your hard