'Damn it! Damn it all! That bitch actually called that bastard Young Master! As expected, she was sent by Father to follow this kid, and with an Emperor's Weapon! All of it... it should have been mine!'
A savage expression twisted Nangong Xinghui's face.
He looked as if he wanted to skin Yang Xiao alive and swallow him whole.
He had feigned his departure earlier.
But in the end, he had doubled back.
He did it for the Emperor's Weapon in Yang Xiao's hands. Though he knew it would be incredibly difficult, it was an Emperor's Weapon. If he could get his hands on it, it would surely add to his own foundation.
It might even allow him to be completely reborn.
But now!
Yang Xiao wasn't dead.
And the first team of the Seven Evils was completely annihilated. It was infuriating!
"Young Master, Evil One and his men... they just died like that?"
Within the void, the newly appointed Celestial Evil also wore a look of disbelief.
