When Yin Tianchou discovered that the fated opportunity in the Hungry Ghost Dao—one that should have been his—had been stolen, he erupted in a furious roar.
At that very moment, a Demon Dragon, black as ink and seemingly spawned from the depths of Hell, materialized out of thin air and coiled around his body!
The Demon Dragon spiraled around him, letting out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth!
Beside him, Duan Chenfeng's face went deathly pale, and he subconsciously retreated seven or eight meters.
'He's so furious he's even summoned his Demon Dragon Martial Soul, the one that devoured the Black Crow Witchcraft. Something terrible is about to happen! That thing is horrifying. I can't let it touch me, not even a little.'
Then, Yin Tianchou took two steps forward. Forming a sword gesture with the fingers of both hands, he waved them rapidly in the air, leaving behind several trails of shimmering Spirit Light.
