Now, possessing such a terrifying and eerie sword, it directly penetrates the seal, desperately absorbing the demonic qi origin he relies on for survival.
This frightful act is even more hateful than that old bald donkey Nine Lotus.
That old bald donkey only wanted to seal me, and for that, he sacrificed his life, a thousand years of Dao practice, destroyed in an instant.
But this old sly junior wants no part of repeating the path of his predecessors, clearly wanting to cut off the line of descendants, strip the feathers off the departing goose, exhausting me to death.
It made the Demon Venerable feel a chill deep in his heart.
Ruthless, truly too ruthless.
Even in my miserable state, he still wants to extract oil from me!
He is mad with fury, wishing he could immediately crawl out from the underground, rip open Zheng Yi's belly, and see if his heart is indeed made of flesh or if it's dark...
