Sensing this, Beigong Yu felt not the slightest bit of fear. Instead, as if a dormant warlike instinct within him had been awakened, his body trembled with excitement.
It had been far too long since he had enjoyed a hearty, unrestricted battle.
Sometimes he would find himself reminiscing about the days when the Dahuang Dao Sect was still the Great Desolation Immortal Sect. Back then, he was merely a battle slave.
Chapter 825