A wisp of Patriarch Styx's consciousness descended into the Asura King.
At once, a wielder of great supernatural abilities arrived, and heaven and earth celebrated his coming.
The Asura King looked toward Ao Tu, who was fighting Mahamayuri Bodhisattva nearby. Pure killing intent filled his eyes. He was about to charge over with his swords when a cry of "Minghe, you old dog!" made him stop in his tracks.
He looked back. The Blood Sea King grinned, holding the Soul-Scattering Gourd as endless red sand sprayed from it.
Auspicious light streamed down from the Twelve-Rank Karmic Fire Red Lotus beneath the Asura King. It remained utterly unmoved as the red sand fell upon it.
The Asura King gave the Blood Sea King an utterly indifferent glance. In the end, he ignored him and turned back toward Ao Tu, his killing intent sealing off heaven and earth.
Just then, another voice came from behind him.
"Minghe, you old dog! Are you afraid of me?"
The Asura King paused slightly, but still endured it.
In truth, had Patriarch Styx come in person, a few insults would never have affected him.
But only a wisp of his consciousness had descended, and this Asura King's body was too poor a vessel. The Asura race's innate savagery and arrogance had all but become instinct, affecting the consciousness that had descended into him and preventing him from wielding his true strength.
Even so, it was enough.
Even a wisp of a great supernatural adept's power was enough to suppress everything.
Besides, he had brought out the Twelve-Rank Karmic Fire Red Lotus as well as Yuantu and Abi. He could be said to fear no obstruction.
The Asura King stared fixedly at Ao Tu in the distance.
He would kill him, no matter what!
Even if he