"Wang Shouzhen!"
The Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign let out an excruciatingly painful scream.
He was but a remnant soul. Although he had absorbed some of Mu Yunqing's remaining Divine Soul Force, he was still just a remnant soul after all. He would use his power as sparingly as possible; his power diminished with each use. Only after a successful possession would he truly become a complete cultivator.
Yet, how could this insignificant Palm Thunder possess such formidable might?
The Stealing Daytime and Changing Daytime Demon Sovereign felt as if his divine soul was about to be blasted into smithereens.
"Palm Thunder!"
Seeing that his attack seemed effective, Wen Zhixing brought his palms forward and unleashed the "Prince Combat Skill."
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
