The despair in the angry roar of the Great Saint of the Giant Spirits, Xiong Cheng, was the kind of despair that held no hope at all.
The encounters of the past over one hour made the Great Saint of the Giant Spirits realize conclusively that in this little world, he could not kill Ye Zhen.
He couldn't even touch the hem of Ye Zhen's clothing.
Pitiful are those Dao Realm subordinates who fought alongside him, one by one meeting tragic ends at Ye Zhen's hands. Now, the Great Saint of the Giant Spirits wants to avenge them, but there is no hope at all!
Continuing like this, not to mention revenge, even survival might become impossible for the Great Saint of the Giant Spirits.
This is a kind of despair reaching the ultimate level of helplessness!
It was precisely because he saw through this that a trace of despair lingered in the furious roar of the Great Saint of the Giant Spirits.
Ye Zhen did not detect the despair in the furious roar of the Great Saint of the Giant Spirits.
