"The Lost Battle Array, Resurrect." Bull Demon-King's icy voice had become somewhat aged. A massive wave of energy enveloped him, and a gigantic light shield pushed Qi Yue's body away; even the sharpness of the Xuan Yuan Sword could not pierce through the nine-colored concentrated light at this moment.
Bull Demon-King's large figure reappeared in mid-air, looking somewhat tired and bewildered. He stood there dazed. The Pangu Axe was in his grasp, yet the Haotian Tower had still lost its energy.
