The radiant tail feathers cut through the air like seven fiery rivers, capable of refining everything in this world.

“Pluff! Pluff!” Eighth’s limbs and head were dismembered right away. Blood gushed out from the holes.

As for Feiyun, his chest was pierced by Omnipotent. Blood dripped down the blade and fell to the ground.

Both sides wanted to kill the opponent regardless of the price.

A gale rushed over - King Zhuanlun. He landed in front of Feiyun, looking to be in a sorry state with four deep wounds. The crest on his head was cut down so his hair was a mess.

“Master, save me!” Eighth still didn’t die due to the vigorous qilin blood flowing through him. He rolled his head until it was next to the king’s feet then bit the robe.

“Useless.” King Zhuanlun uttered...