"This... this is impossible..."
Qiu Tianlang's eyes widened abruptly, his figure frozen in place as if struck by lightning.
His eyes were filled with incredulity.
He stared intently at the sky above.
Amidst the changing weather.
Wang Jianfeng, engulfed in demonic flames, had begun to reveal his demonic form. His body was starting to demonize. If given just a moment more, he could completely succumb to it.
With his Seventh Layer of the Saint King Realm strength.
Once fully demonized.
His combat power would be comparable to the Eighth Layer Peak of the Saint King Realm, or even a master of the Ninth Layer.
At that time, even Qiu Tianlang, a super expert of the Ninth Layer of the Saint King Realm, might not be able to suppress him. This was why Qiu Tianlang could no longer sit idly by, forced to take action.
But just now...
He saw a figure break through the layers of demonic shadows.
Preventing the destructive thunder falling from the sky from harming it in the slightest.
