The Underworld Clan's Heavenly God struggled, black mist surging around his body like burning netherworld earthfire, melting the mountains below and warping the void.
Yet this could not change his impending defeat and death. Despite deploying his most powerful Precious Arts and weapons, he still could not escape the golden willow branches.
They were too tough, like chains forged from divine gold. Once they wound around him, there was no breaking free; they only tightened further.
This was the Willow Deity Method. Not only did it possess powerful healing abilities and rapidly bolster blood energy, but it also had supreme offensive power.
For Lin Fan, who had entered the Sacred Sacrifice realm, the effect of unleashing this Precious Art was especially pronounced, like giving wings to a tiger.
Splurt!
In the end, the golden willow branches tightened, making this Heavenly God born from a corpse explode into a bloody mist. Even the Immortal Palace's Heavenly God had no time to save him.
"You little bastard, you're the only one left. Will you send yourself on your way, or should I help?"
Lin Fan calmly looked ahead. Every movement carried the resonance of the Dao and an aura of supremacy, as though he alone reigned above all, exerting an overwhelming pressure.
Facing him, the Immortal Palace's Heavenly God was both shocked and furious. With his exalted status, when had anyone ever forced him into such a predicament?
Most hateful of all, this was merely a junior barely past eighteen. In the past, crushing him would have been as easy as crushing an ant.
But he knew that was impossible now. This brat currently rivaled a Heavenly God and possessed Three Immortal Qi, surpassing them. He could not be fought head-on.
After all, however extraordinary he himself might be, he had never