You Forced Me to Draw My Lottery Chance!

"Hmph!"

The Sky Demon Saint's Spear shook, and the Void shattered, turning most of Song Shi's body into bloody foam. Only his upper body passed through the Void.

Even though Song Shi was severely injured, he did not stop talking. "Come and chase me, old dog."

After being provoked time and time again, the Sky Demon Saint would not be able to take it no matter how good his temper was, let alone his bad temper.

Killing intent surged in his eyes. Compared to the other ants, he wanted to crush this guy with a cheap mouth more.

"I'll return this lousy furnace to you. If you can't take down this place even now, you should just die."

He threw the Purgatory Demonic Furnace to Demon Venerable Yu Hua's clone and chased after him through the void.