He actually killed!
The Minotaur, who had felt assured of victory and believed everything was within his control, suddenly had a flash of blood-red in his eyes—not from sorrow, but from sheer rage. He felt deceived by Fang Xing, furious that the situation had slipped from his control. The axe that was supposed to strike the fourth Human Race cultivator halted abruptly and turned straight towards Fang Xing. The murderous aura surrounding him was almost tangible like a raging storm, sweeping across the void, chilling the atmosphere like a wintry blast!
The surrounding Divine Beings were equally stunned, each one filled with a fury that words could hardly express, almost unable to believe!
The Lightning Child, who had made great contributions to the descent of the Three Thousand Deity Race, fell so easily?
This was a meticulously planned descent over many years, without a chance of failure. How could such a distinguished figure fall?
"Boom boom boom..."
