"You're definitely going to die today!"
Lin Heng's voice was soft, as serene as the clouds and wind.
But his tone was heavy, like Mount Tai.
Majestic, domineering, undeniable!
If in the past someone dared to speak to him like this, the Black Mountain Demon would have definitely laughed until its jaws dropped.
But now, no matter what, the Black Mountain Demon couldn't laugh.
The Taiji Diagram that covered the sky spun rapidly under the Daoist's feet, with the Yin Yang Fish chasing each other, producing an indescribable force.
It was like the eye of a storm.
Nothing around could withstand such a devouring force.
The Black Stones controlled by the Black Mountain Demon were like dust and grass in a tornado, completely uncontrollable, devoured entirely by the Taiji Diagram.
The hundreds of streams of lava were the same.
