Published: March 2, 2025
“Boom!” Like a meteor falling from the sky, Tang Haofei flew from a great distance, tracing a beautiful arc in the air. He was flung out of the urban area by Aoga's tail whip and then smashed hard onto the ground.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
A series of aftershocks followed. At this moment, under Tang Haofei's impact, the entire earth rolled continuously as if a powerful earthquake capable of destroying the continent's structure had occurred.
The destruction of the external environment was merely secondary; Tang Haofei, who took a hit from Aoga, was not in a good condition either.
Steel and bone pierced his skin, gaping wounds oozed blood, and his complexion turned pale like gold paper. For a short time, his brain was unable to perceive his own body.
Perhaps against normal eleventh-tier demonic clan members, Tang Haofei, who had experienced several life-and-death battle resolutions, would have the ability to crush them violently. However, in the face of Aoga, the right-hand man of the demon spirit, his current strength was clearly far from sufficient.
The true god dominance body began to take effect, paired with his formidable physical condition, and his wounds were nearing healing in a short time. However, just at this moment, as the dragon roar echoed through the sky, a dragon shadow, like a mountain, swooped down violently and smashed into Tang Haofei's body.
Thus, the ground began to crack, and amid the swirling dust, a dragon claw resembling a towering pillar raked downwards. Accompanied by the sound of wails, when the dust settled, Tang Haofei was left with no trace of existence.
“Roar!”
The giant dragon roared to the heavens, seemingly quite satisfied with its conquest. Then, it lowered its dragon head, staring intently at the ground where the blood and mud of Tang Haofei bubbled once again, transforming into a human form in a short period of time.
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In the distance, dozens of shadows of first-tier demonic creatures cautiously approached the battlefield. They were anxious and terrified, seemingly worried that if Lord Aoga became displeased, he would casually discard them as cannon fodder. They formed a long line, yet they failed to notice the dozen or so figures quietly trailing behind them.
A dim light enveloped these figures, shielding their presence, their breaths, everything. Even though they walked under the daylight, it was as if they were invisible, making them impossible to detect.
Heart Lock...
At the heaven's chosen level, it resembled a brilliant little light sphere, but the power contained within its petite body was truly deserving of the title of heaven’s chosen.
As the main force, Lin Haotian observed the uneasy demonic clan experts in the sky, casually snapping his fingers. With each snap, a figure would disappear and meet its demise.
Silent and without a trace, no one could detect it.
Putting aside what was happening with Tang Haofei, just focusing on Lin Haotian here, the achievements could be deemed magnificent.
Until the breath of resurrection soared into the skies once again, the roar of the demonic dragon grew louder. Under Aoga's pressure, the remaining twenty or so demonic clan experts re-entered the battle, which they could hardly contribute to. Only then did Lin Haotian withdraw.
“What to do? Aoga is right there; now it’s not good for me to make a move.”
Lin Haotian said this, but his eyes flashed with a glint of eagerness—direct confrontation was obviously unfeasible. As the avatar of the demon spirit, Aoga could easily suppress Lin Haotian with just a small amount of Creation Energy.
However, secretly killing under Aoga’s nose was akin to stealing in front of a police officer. This different kind of thrill sparked Lin Haotian's long-dormant interest.
“Let’s wait for the master to return,” Aogules said, then shifted his gaze toward the Dominion of Overlords.
Inside, the massive chaos divine weapon crushed everything. Under such overwhelming power, Modris, who previously constrained Tang Haofei, was now desperately facing his fate!