"Beast! You're not even worthy!" Xiaohao cursed sharply.
His eyes narrowed, looking at the four blood-red pillars surrounding the Eight Snakes Demon Beast.
"Brother Bai, I'll keep this beast busy. You go destroy those four red pillars!" Xiaohao instructed.
"Understood, Brother Zhang. Be extra careful! This beast is no ordinary foe!" the White-clothed Young Master cautioned.
"No matter how extraordinary the beast is, it's still a beast! It can't change the fate of a beast!" Xiaohao said coldly, like a knife.
With a flip of his hand, he took out two bottles of Elixirs for restoring True Qi.
He swallowed all two hundred Elixirs directly.
His True Qi, which had been depleted by half, quickly recovered as the Elixirs entered his stomach.
"Hmm." The White-clothed Young Master nodded heavily.
"Beast, prepare to die!" Xiaohao roared lowly.
With a tap of his foot, he leaped, stepping on the golden altar, and charged towards the robed figure above.