Shura Emperor raised his hand and said confidently.
"Hand over the token of the Hell Gate and submit to me, and I shall spare your life."
"I must say, aren't you being a bit too confident?" Fang Hong chuckled lightly.
Before the words even faded, Fang Hong suddenly launched a sneak attack.
A brilliant and dazzling Light of Years suddenly erupted from his eyes, shooting straight toward Shura Emperor.
Having managed to cultivate to the realm of an Immortal Emperor, Shura Emperor's cultivation was naturally not to be underestimated; he had been maintaining high vigilance at all times and had never relaxed.
The moment Fang Hong made his move, a shimmering suit of golden armor appeared out of thin air on his body, instantly enveloping him completely.
Clang.
The Light of Years struck the golden armor fiercely, emitting a crisp, loud sound.
It was then blocked by the halo on the armor's surface, failing to have any effect on Shura Emperor whatsoever.
