Actually, there was no need for him to remind; the Five Decays of Heaven and Man had already sensed it. He turned his head to glance toward the peak of the Sacred Mountain.
He did not retreat.
As mighty as the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, having effortlessly wiped out the lives of two demi-saints...
At this moment, even he needed a fierce and exhilarating battle to grasp the limits of his own abilities.
...
"Zzzzzz..."
Before the Saint Hall, Ai Cangsheng, seated in his wheelchair, slowly lifted a corner of the black cloth.
With just a corner the size of a fingernail lifted, an eerie power of the evil god radiated from around the wheelchair, distorting the very space.
This power was incredibly solid.
As it reverberated and collided, sparks seemed to emerge, like flashes of lightning.
The sound produced was more piercing than that of grinding weapons, distorting even the images displayed by the Five Domains Preaching Mirror.
"Is he... the descendant of the evil god?!"
