On the other side, Hong Jila, once again critically injured, cast a venomous glance at the black-clad youth in the sky, and roared fiercely.
"Retreat!"
Toot, toot, toot~
Several centurions blew their horns in unison, and the morale-broken Centaur army turned and fled, leaving behind a scorched wasteland.
Meanwhile, Hong Jila swallowed the dirty blood in his mouth, and the Golden Saber in his hand burst into a dazzling radiance like the Sun.
"Blessed by the Golden Bloodline of Eternal Heaven, master of the world..."
In a self-hypnotizing murmur, the entire world responded to Hong Jila's call, an endless surge of power poured into his body, and golden flames leaked from his eye sockets, reflecting with the Golden Saber in his hand.
Sensing the enemy's swift recovery and accumulation of power, Zhu Haomiao twirled his sword art, not giving him a chance, leaning slightly forward and disappeared from his spot in an instant.
[Spiritual Rhinoceros]
