"Very good, continue attacking for me."
Wan Zhi looked down, revealing a satisfied expression. Absorbing the continuous slaughter that brought him strength.
This is the feeling!
"Fight, kill them all!"
He laughed heartily, as soon as the Heavenly Palace was leveled, the next step was to attack the opposite coast. Regardless of who lives or dies, he would inevitably be the greatest winner.
Using the cultivators of the entire Aotian Continent to pave him a glorious pathway to the divine throne. Wan Zhi enjoyed the feeling of stepping on corpses and blood, walking step by step onto the altar.
At the moment of his excitement, suddenly a longsword slashed towards him. The clay pot used to store his body shattered, exposing his cracked, ugly form.
It's Monarch Bai Yu!
