Looking at the spot where he had just been standing, now turned into a desolate and ruined state, Ao Qing's heart was filled with wrath like Wu Chang, with murderous intent soaring unprecedentedly.
He wished he could rush forward at this moment and kill the skeleton right here.
However, the strength of the skeleton was indeed much greater than his own. With his abilities, trying to kill the skeleton was almost impossible.
What annoyed him even more was that he felt some supreme aura on the skeleton.
All of this made him deeply aware of how difficult it would be to kill the skeleton under such circumstances.
But no matter how difficult it was, he absolutely couldn't retreat even the slightest bit.
If he were to retreat, it would mean that he would return empty-handed this time.
That was not what he wanted to see.
These countless years of planning were on the verge of fruition; how could he possibly let others take it away?
