The Cyan-armored Giant's Demonic Light flared. A Talisman ignited without flame, transforming into the phantasmal image of a Demon Path Treasure Pagoda that enveloped him.
A torrential downpour of sword light rained down on the pagoda's phantom, stirring up a thousand ripples and striking the giant with horror.
This Tier Three Talisman had been a gift from a Life Soul Elder in his sect, a life-saving item for critical moments. Yet now, it was on the verge of shattering.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed. Beneath the endless dark clouds, amidst the howling wind and rain, a graceful and handsome young master slowly walked out.
Behind the young man, the faint phantom of an incomparably massive beast loomed. Its nine ferocious, wicked serpent heads looked down on him as if he were an ant.
"Who are..." the giant roared.
