In the sky.
The one-armed old man stands arrogantly, like the arrival of a death god, cold and indifferent as frost!
Below.
The Heart Demon is trapped beneath the ground, close to death!
In the distance, Wang Zicheng and the others are filled with anxiety.
They know that if Qin Feiyang dies here, they might also fall victim to the one-armed man's wrath.
"Emperor Qin's might shakes the four seas, but as his descendant, is this all you're capable of?"
"It seems Emperor Qin has no worthy successors!"
"Haha..."
The one-armed old man laughs wildly, his face full of mockery.
Boom!
With a loud crash, the Heart Demon bursts out from under the ground, blood floating all over, one arm shattered, and a wound as large as a bowl making a formidable sight!
"You don't have the right to judge my abilities, let alone desecrate my ancestors!"
"Old Bastard, prepare yourself!"
He glares at the one-armed old man, a sinister and bone-chilling killing intent in his eyes.
Boom!
Suddenly.
