The Savage King's method of opening the sky with an axe, refining the world into an axe, even she watched with envy. The Barbarian King Refining World Technique was comprehended for tens of thousands of years by Ming, and it was undoubtedly placed by him in the legacy of the Dragon Turtle Tribe.
Su He nodded; he himself was feeling somewhat enlightened, and only from these three days of being hit could he consolidate the Barbarian King Refining World Technique into the embryonic form of a world.
"Ancestor, he can't be trapped for long!" Su He pressed the void and reminded.
"That's enough!" the Phoenix Ancestor softly cried, its wings quivering and hurling the gathered fireball in front of it towards the void, colliding headlong with the zombie within the illusion of the world.
The zombie seemed to sense it, meeting the fireball with eyes, blood-red and ash-like, devoid of anger or fear, but with an endless slaughter rising abruptly.
