If Yue Hongling knew that the poor bastard had already encountered such a terrifying opponent so soon, she would probably regret not rushing to meet him earlier. Against an opponent like this, how was Zhao Changhe supposed to fight?0

But even if she were here, would she be anything more than just another life lost?0

Zhao Changhe gritted his teeth, rapidly searching for a solution.0

No, maybe this is not the end…0

He had fought Profound Control Realm gods and demons before, and quite a few at that. But none of them had been at the peak. Desolate Calamity and Hidden Wind had still been little more than dried corpses when he encountered them. Underworld Guide had fared slightly better, but even then, he had been a ghastly, spectral existence rather than a true divine being at peak power. And in the not-so-distant past, these so-called ancient demon gods had been so weak that they did not even dare to reveal themselves, lest the strong of this era hunt them down and destroy them.0

So, had Jiuyou truly restored herself to her peak strength?0

Her appearance certainly suggested vitality. Her lips were red, her teeth white, and her features exquisitely beautiful. Apart from her unnaturally pale complexion, she looked far more alive than the others, who truly were nothing more than rotted...0