In Blood Moon Valley, dense black smoke churned like a violent, surging tide. The ferocious figure of the Ancient Evil God loomed indistinctly within the haze, his aura of evil radiating with such intensity that it seemed poised to swallow the entire world. Su Yao and the others gripped their weapons tightly, their hearts pounding like thunder, yet their gazes remained resolute and utterly devoid of hesitation.
"A few insignificant ants like you actually think you can stop me? What absolute delusions!" The Ancient Evil God's voice rumbled like rolling thunder, laden with endless mockery and fury. The moment his words fell, he swept his hands violently, and the black smoke instantly condensed into countless sharp bone spikes, pelting the group like a torrential rain.
Su Yao swiftly brandished the Divine Artifact, and a golden barrier instantly enveloped everyone. The bone spikes crashed against the barrier with a piercing screech, kicking up sprays of sparks. Lin Yu wielded his long sword, his figure moving like lightning as he charged toward the Evil God, attempting close-quarters combat. With a casual wave of his hand, however, the Evil God unleashed a powerful wave of dark energy that sent Lin Yu flying, crashing heavily to the ground.
Chapter 105