I already get it, and you still have to remind me again? Who the hell are you looking down on?
The Heavenly King Flute waved his hand casually, and a ball of energy wrapped Fang Che up, forming a shield.
"Watch properly. With this protecting you, even if any residual power hits you, it'll just knock you flying and won't hurt you at all."
Fang Che tried jabbing the shield with his finger with all his strength, and it actually wouldn't budge.
He couldn't help feeling a bit shocked.
These Old Demons were all truly powerful, one by one.
He suddenly remembered his previous life... how the hell did a mere Emperor Level like him have the guts to run around the Four Seas and Eight Desolates taking missions?
He was still thinking.
Then a sharp whistle suddenly rang out; the Night Emperor Ghost Blade struck first.
Right after, the flute sound started up, low and mournful.
Their figures flickered, and they were already fighting together!
