How Could It Be Just That Much Strength?

Watching Xuan Feng stand motionless, the Evil God instantly grasped his intent.

Dense blood qi gathered in his hand, and a towering blood shadow coalesced behind him.

"This is your own choice—don't blame me."

"Then I'll kill you first before seizing his Great Path power."

Seeing the aura this figure radiated, Xuan Feng gave a cold laugh.

Raising a hand, ten thousand golden beams flared across the clouds.

"It's been a while since I last stretched my limbs. Today, you'll serve as a good test."

Though the power in the sky was fearsome, the Evil God dismissed it entirely.

"You think you can harm me? You're too full of yourself."

With a ferocious glare, the blood shadow behind him surged forward.

Tearing sounds echoed relentlessly as the entire sky was engulfed in blood qi.

Yet Xuan Feng didn't budge an inch. With a slight flick of his fingertip, the golden light in the sky swept downward.

"Boom!"