Unity Realm Stage!
Luo Hou no longer ran, he turned to look at Zhao Yun, a trace of horror and despair flashed in his eyes.
He knew he couldn't escape.
Even if he burned his essence blood and incinerated his soul, he was still no match for a Unity Realm Stage martial artist.
Boom!
The spear was like a dragon.
It carried boundless killing intent, obliterating the universe.
Luo Hou's pupils dilated, directly hit by the battle spear, his hardened demonic body turned into countless specks of light, like sand eroded by eons of time, disappearing from sight.
In the end, only a spatial ring remained, floating in the starry sky.
Zhao Yun's figure appeared, holding the battle spear, surrounded by an aura of sharpness, his expression calm, neither happy nor sad, yet somewhat contemplative.
This grudge spanning nearly a millennium was finally settled.
Strictly speaking.
Luo Hou was the first truly formidable enemy encountered by the Qin Dynasty.
"Dao book!"
