Spurts of golden shafts hung in the sky, each carrying indomitable and destructive power of its own.

Bo Ping cried out in agony and rage. If only he could have Chu Xun grounded into dust, he cursed quietly.

Without the protection of his stone brazier Sacred Relic which Chu Xun had destroyed, hundreds of golden energy bolts swarmed in on him like a hive full of bees, perforating him with zero mercy, reducing him to nothing but a mangled and bloodied ...