Heavenly Fortune Plateau.
"Bastard! Stop dodging if you've got the guts! Fight me head-on!" Xiao Lang's eyes were bloodshot with rage. More than a dozen bruises covered his body, and he panted like an ox, his attacks growing increasingly wild.
The strength and speed he took such pride in were nothing but child's play to his opponent.
"Fight you head-on?" Xiao Tianhao finally stopped in the center of their encirclement. His smile faded, and his gaze abruptly turned icy. "Are you even worthy?"
Before his words had faded, soul pressure as vast as the sea and as heavy as a mountain erupted from him!
The terrifying might of a Black Gold Rank Demon Spirit Master seemed almost tangible as it instantly enveloped Xiao Lang and his seven companions.
The air seemed to congeal. The Silver Rank warriors did not even manage a groan before their eyes rolled back and they collapsed, foaming at the mouth. Their souls were devastated, their lives extinguished.
Although Xiao Lang and the other two Gold Rank warriors could still stand, every bone in their bodies creaked under the strain.
It was as though they carried mountains on their backs. Even lifting their weapons became unbearably difficult, and their faces filled with boundless terror and regret.
Only now did they truly understand what a terrifying existence they had provoked!
This was no fat sheep they could covet, but a primordial beast poised to devour its prey!
"M-my lord... spare us... we..." Tears and snot streamed down Xiao Lang's face as he tried to beg for mercy.
But Xiao Tianhao had already lost interest in toying with them.
"I've had enough fun. Time to send you on your way. In your next life, remember to keep your eyes open."
He held two fingers together like a sword