In the dense forest, the deputy commander, of course, was not dead. Despite being directly hit, he was only slightly injured as his strength surpassed Ling Xiao's.
However, at this moment, the deputy commander no longer wished to continue the battle; he began to feel fear towards his opponent.
He also started doubting himself.
He just wanted to leave and report the situation here to the Fourteenth Prince.
But how could Ling Xiao possibly give him such a chance?
In the dense forest, there was nobody else.
Only the deputy commander and Ling Xiao, who was pursuing him.
Ling Xiao unleashed the Tyrant Sky Martial Spirit with reckless abandon.
The terrifying power poured out from the dark cosmos, merging into his twin swords.
"I haven't fought someone with full strength for a long time. If you die, you should be honored!
Tyrant—War Ghost Emperor!"
In the boundless cosmos, everything was pitch black.
Suddenly, a gigantic figure emerged from the universe.
