Hearing Old Sun's shout, the Apocalypse Sacred Lord was furious.
"Damn insect, what are you shouting for?"
He pushed the power within his body to the limit, wishing he could grow eight legs.
Yet no matter how the Apocalypse Sacred Lord fled, he seemed unable to escape Xu Zimo's palm.
The Overlord Shadow in Xu Zimo's hand unleashed blade qi through the void, like a heavenly curtain directly blocking the Apocalypse Sacred Lord's path.
Seeing his way blocked, the Apocalypse Sacred Lord's expression turned ugly.
He turned and said flatly, "Devil Master, what do you want?"
"Don't you think asking such a question makes you look incredibly stupid?" Xu Zimo laughed.
The Apocalypse Sacred Lord's expression became even uglier.
He could neither advance nor retreat.
Only after a long while did he reply, "You've already obtained what you needed. What more do you want?"
Xu Zimo could not even be bothered to comment on the Apocalypse Sacred Lord's stupidity.
He merely shook his head and said, "For the Sacred Ancestor to raise a disciple like you, it seems he truly has declined greatly."
"The Sacred Court and I are mortal enemies, enemies who can never reconcile."
"How do you think I should deal with you?"
As Xu Zimo spoke, the Overlord Shadow in his hand had already erupted with blade qi.
That blade qi possessed the power to destroy everything.
And where the blade qi pointed was the Apocalypse Sacred Lord.
Feeling himself being locked onto, the Apocalypse Sacred Lord understood that there was no way he could escape now.
And reconciliation was basically impossible as well.
Only battle remained. Perhaps amid life and death, he could seize a sliver of survival.
With that thought, the Apocalypse Sacred Lord gathered nearly all the remaining power in his body into his